Chocolate & Cream Ink

Chocolate & Cream Ink
The way you taste my cream from front to back
Until every dewy drop of evidence is missing
Put your lips to mine and share soul kissing
The sounds of pleasure keep us reminiscing
Until all other possibilities false charges have begun dismissing

Take it slow like, with toes up to ears
A soft, warm, and flesh-like phallus that bring me to tears
Don't close the blinds, shades or curtain
While they witness our passion is for certain

Hold on tightly, tilt me in while I arch my back
It's a pleasure to be your chocolate your snack
My insides trembled when you changed positions, this time
Air trapped in my throat while you kissed up my spine

The walls echoed our release, Every one, each apiece
From the high tenor wail, Down to the bass, of an eclectic artists increase
Wetter than water on the first stroke of your submersion
Scratch marks on your back from your attempted reversion

A tidal wave of juice from the shaved misbehaved
Together we were brave but not enslaved
Just a bit bit parch and in need of a drink
Might I suggest a cocktail of my Chocolate & Cream Ink?
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