You

I have been waiting for you. Much too long. You have taken your time. You didn't come when I needed you. But now you're here. I won't let you again. You come here. Over here, to me. You kneel down. Look at me. Look up at me. What do you see? My face. Look deeper. Look South. Look at my sex. It drips. It drips for you. Lick it up. Lick it clean. Push your tongue between my twatlips, dive it deep into me, lick me up, lick deeply until you reach my inner mouth. Circle it. Don't forget to pause, to let me wait, to increase the tension. Pull your tongue out, dart quickly across the little swollen pearl you see there. Pull back your tongue but don't go away too far. Let me wait but not too long. Come back, tentatively, searching. Touch me tenderly, touch me hard. Dart at my skin with your tongue, a wing flap only, then, suddenly, surprisingly, dive deep. Tender and hard. In turns. You understand? You do it well. Don't stop. You. 

                                                                              SandraNiermeyer