©2017 Sandra Jean-Pierre
I wanted
what she had
between her legs
through her
jeans
beneath
the thin
material
of her boxers.
Looking
down
at my
feet
words,
escaped
me
but she
knew
I needed
something just the same
“…This…”
I reach
for her middle,
feeling
heat rise – I smell Her.
“I want this.”
My eyes
finally able
to meet Hers
eyebrows raised,
newfound fires
flicker
in Her eyes.
Kissing the small of her belly,
my tongue
finds the center of her quickly
Her head,
thrown back in
surrender
tells me all
I need to know,
gives me all the secrets
she’s been keeping
My Butch,
so vulnerable on my
tongue,
so demanding
of my sweet
mouth
as she cums,
embarrassed
as I lick my lips,
that my cheeks
are slick
from her wetness
Looking away
She doesn’t
understand
how I
can love it
so much.
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