Swollen

My lips are swollen
From wanting you so much
Touch it gently
Feel me pulsating with want
To feel you inside me once again
Take your time, slow down
Take the scenic route
There’s no hurry to get there
Once you arrive be good to me
For being such a good woman and waiting so patiently
I know, only you can make me purr
Bring out my claws to dig deep in your back
Now fill me up with all of your inches
I won’t be asking you for more
I will take all that you have to give
Until my lips throb with sweet pain
And you’ve come again and again
Rest my love,
When you’re ready again to take what’s yours
It will be here waiting for you, always.

Jéan-Pierre, Dean
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11-5-06…11:59 pm