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The Oral Caress

The Oral Caress
Robert W. Birch

Cradled between your tender thighs
I lift you to my mouth.
The abundance of your wetness greets me
and my mouth overflows with your warm essence.
Your sweet taste is on my tongue
and your fragrance delights my senses.
No gentle lick this visit.
No bashful cautious approach
For I wish to consume you.

Push against my hungry mouth
As the tip of my tongue slides up the slippery furrow
that welcomes me between rows of delicate pink petals.
Thrust against my generous tongue.

Show me the power of your desire
for my oral caress.
My exploring tongue lifts the hood
and finds your smooth firm pearl.
You squeal in that unique way,
signaling that I have found your special spot.
I harden in response.

My jaws protests what my open mouth provides
but I am unrelenting in my gift,
intent only on your fulfillment.
I feel your body tense,
and you are quiet now...
Concentrating... bearing down.
Soon now my love,
ecstasy approaches.

You push hard and fast against my tongue,
shameless in using me
and I so willingly comply
until you cry out...
and in your satisfaction,
I will find mine,
But mine will be the greater.


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Nov. 19th, 2005 09:44 pm (UTC)
Nice. :-)

Although I misread that as Robert Burch, children's author and childhood neighbor. I found this quite unsettling, as you could imagine. *LOL*

(I still have a signed copy of that book.)
Nov. 20th, 2005 04:05 pm (UTC)
Mmmmmmmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm mmmmm mmmm mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Great fucking poem. Who is he and where can I find him? ;)
Nov. 21st, 2005 09:57 pm (UTC)
I always loved giving, and he is right mine was always greater.

I may have to find a willing recipient, and although I have not practiced much lately, I'm sure that I could remember how it's done to everyone's satisfaction.
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