Firewater Closed eyes Black leather Smooth inerthighs Moist tongue On dry lips Breathe slowly In then out Edge of this vision Black leather Raised leg Open invitation No questions asked Sacrificed Following my tongue I pour myself Into and over you Feeling the embrace Of your laughing thighs

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