honeypot

warm fingers sink deep
between the folds
a fire takes hold
sliding to a beat
swollen skin

wet tongue flicks out
musky firm lips
nibbling out moans
flush darker tones
tingling bones

release as hips buck
squeezing mounds for luck
thrusting in with a plunge
filling the need
unsated greed

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