It's bedimpled tenderness
and manly strength
preempted
my bolt from the blue dilation..
as it seemingly begs my willing palm
to feel it...
softly caress it...
sensuously stroke its length...
slowly feel its warmth
on my cheeks...
to my playful lips...
i blinked and scolded
my insistent imagination...
but she shamelessly continued
to play fire with temptation...
i see me
kissing it reverently...
tracing its tip
with the flaming flesh of my tongue...
rhythmically nibbling it
to its tumescence...
gently sucking its length
to its rubescence...
-this-
is driving me febrile.
i fought the aching urge to ACTUALLY
grab it...
fit it into...
and squeeze it within mine.
You hand utterly bewitched me
in such a short time...
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