the taste of her perfume on the edge of my tongue.
bitter yet sweet as my eyes roll up at the back of my head.
my brain was being fucked.
her cleavage smothered me.
the taste in my mouth haunted me as my lips traveled down.
soft moans spoke to my ears.
my fingers swimming inside her.
just to bring out the woman in her.
again and again I felt and tasted her rain.
rivers existed to flow something sticky and sweet.
running flowing down her miles long leg.
my tongue lapped up the flow of a promiscuous rain.
the taste of porcelain skin.
something soft something sweet.
I felt the high.
it's was like a alcoholic buzz coming to drown me.
drunk I kissed her body down.
her breasts soft in my mouth haunted me like a ghost.
her pussy wet I buried my head in knowing it was death.
a imaginative death.
her brunette long hair wrapped around my hands as I pound her ass cheeks.
fast then slow.
she wanted to cry.
she wanted to scream.
but the words in her lipstick stained red mouth didn't exist they just melted in time.
the hours I was inside her.
she loved the seduction of my dick.
my chocolate snake just hissing.
as I pound her.
switching positions.
just to bury my head again.
tasting her pussy sweet on my tongue.
her turquoise eyes haunted me.
as I made her straight when she was with me.
fore her body was poetry.
her lips were sweet like molasses.
yet I could taste her a thousand times.
my lesbian Muse and her name was Athena.
not goddess of war.
but a diva of sensual intoxicated love.
©darkmocha
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