Body remembers orgasm - and reflectively wants
To kiss the cock of yours - the symbol of his joys.
And doesn't let from the mouth for the third day already
Your warm and standing edge, takes it again with care,
Drawing it inside, feeling your size itself,
Where your beauty is spreading the lips from bondage.
Opening above stalk the mouth, as obsessed,
Is hanging out there, going from top to bottom,
And indulging a whim like kind of self-esteem
He apparently ask thus to repeat the orgasm.
That's how the body's reflex right on his own lives.
Impulses flowed, why should I forbid them, stop them?
But I will bend anew, I cannot make me stop,
Bringing my mouth closer to the cock, giving bliss,
And I will kiss him more, and I will love him more.
Happiness will set on me once again to him.
Impulse of Memory
© Copyright: Елизавета Судьина, 2019
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