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To feel your head between my legs,
Feasting on the engorged bulb of my flower
Does nothin but heighten my senses
That are more than just alert.
This yearning desire, this burning need,
This consuming want, cunniligus is my weed.

The flat palate of your tounge, steady scraping the bottom
The swift motions it provides throughout my slot
As you slip and slide.
You ravage like a madman, starved for years
I know when you finish, on this pussy again you'll use to din.

No longer are you a rookie waiting to get off the bench.
You're the all star, you're on the field from the time the game starts
Until it ends.