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Head slamming down into the pillow
Eyes closed, mouth open wide
Not to scream though
Ready to place you inside

Stomach desperate, ready
To accept your trickling juice
Crawling down my throat
My satisfaction almost induced

Lips closing, trapping you there
Tongue caressing, fondling your form
I have to get the flow
that comes when you're warm

Mouth watering cravings
easily satisfied
It was you, sweet chocolate
That I needed inside...