Dreaming of Decadence
Dreaming of Decadence
Delicious succulence sensing shameless servitude
To soft swirls of cinnamon
Chocolate caressing tongue and palette in
Swallowed wet sweetness of slithering coolness as
Oil-dripping hands slide squeezing and fingering
Deceptively slipping to almost touch ecstasy
In muscular twisting and turning of tendons
Rhythmically running on rib bones and hipbones
Clasping together on backsides of knees
A sip of cold wine cuts sweet chocolate taste
As wet heated towels are strategically placed
On body still shaking from fast pattered pummeling
It’s only a moment then icy hands race
Pinch prod and pummel in growing discomfort
Until just at the second you really can’t stand it
Hot towels and oiled hands start their magical pain
With needles and pins in a quivering strain
Your body just arches in reach to attain
Then under the towels you’re left trembling again
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