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Hunger Bathed in soft moon light, From windows near your bed, Hands are frantic, busy, Clothing is quickly shed. You’re lying there, relaxed, Look good enough to eat. I am staring, starving, Where to start, Oh! Those feet! A firm and slow message, A suck on every toe. Soft nibbling on an arch, Another leg to go. Kissing slowly upward, This hot and lovely "V", Tasting here and there, soon, Lips caress each knee, Arriving at “that place,” “Oh! Faster” you demand. Attending to this "bud" That beckons lips and hand. Now lying breast to breast, Mouths, juices, lips and tongue, Yes! A happy ending, We're life, we're love, we're young. Close, entwined together, Sweet magic, ecstasy, At this very instant, I am you, you are me. Hunger finally sated, You are the perfect feast! Truly, it's your "Beauty", Can change me to a "Beast"!
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