I almost walked passed you
But I felt your chiseled face in a cloud of blue eyes
And golden ring of hair
Standing as a guard in waiting
Knowing I would smell your presence
It happened fast
That I was yours
Before I had a chance to
Contemplate your real story
I was dressed in lust
At your disposal
I crawled to you willingly
Handing you my fruit
You loved my thick kiss
Instantly knowing with
Some satisfaction
I had never traveled down your twisted
Path before
There I was with my tongue
In your ass wanting more
You sensed it and pushed me
Into your kinked fantasy
You fed me your flesh
One aching pore at a time
My breath came quick
And my desire
Burned like an inferno
You wanted to torch fear in my eyes
I want to give you anything you required
I unraveled as you begged me to take you
I wondered if it would pale
This side of me
So stretching to please you
Just for a touch of your
Warm insides
I pushed my cunt into your face
And painted it with my honey
And I called you my king slut
And you begged for more as I took you
Just long enough for you to own me forever in your
Cloud of blue eyes
(c) carol voccia 2006
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