Warm, soft, breasts move inside my thighs.
You plunge into my raging river..
And come up with a pearl.
Your tongue twirls it...
white, pink, blue, violet...
you torment it, tease it, taste it.
Until it BOILS.
Then rocks back and forth settling down to the river bed.
Where I await you to find it again.
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