Feasting...

Lips wet with desire.
Folds, radiating with heat.

The lust calls to you.

Your tongue slowly delves in.
Into the moisture.
Into the heat.
Tasting the lust you have created.
Quenching your own thirsts of desire.

The lust calls to you.

I become captured prey,
As you feed.

Feeding the hunger inside you,
Devouring my lust, for you.
Savoring every moan.
Tasting every shiver.
Until your thirst is quenched.

Quenched with lust.