Sweet Taste / Ritual

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.

-Ritual-

Everything relates to your flesh
carefully prepared for pleasure
in a slow ritual of anticipation
in an intense mental masturbation

Make up, firing eyes
smiles rehearsed to the limit
the dress and the heels matching
the underwear intentionally forgotten

Tonight I’m all sex and appetite