Envious

Baby I want to

Taste so good your senses of

Sight

Smell

Taste

Hearing

Become envious of your sense of touch

Envious of how your delicate rosebud

Is caressed by my tongue

Stroked

Moved

Stirred

rolled from side-to-side

Into a whirlwind of tingles

A tornado of tangled sensations

Envious how your clit throbs

Beats

like 1,000 drums

Loud and deep

Percussion of pleasure

Vibrations that resonate down your legs

makes your pelvis

Tilt

Rock

Rotate

Envious of the song my tongue sings

Each touch a perfect note

A lullaby of feather soft swirls

Feather touches that gives your body wings

Lifts you

Holds you hostage but sets you free

Envious of how my tongue whispers to your wetness

Dances across your entrance

Skims

Floats

Then sinks into you

Curls until my tongue strokes your walls

Twists

Moves inside you

Envious how my lips touch the supple folds of your vulva

Form seal over your clit

Gentle pulls

Lightly sucks

Coax it out from its hiding place

Faintly press against you with my mouth

Make contact with your nerve endings

Evoke them

Induce them to spark

Become heated by warm and tongue caress

Ignite a volcano of pleasure

That erupts

And releases you …

I want to make your senses of

Sight

Smell

Taste

Hearing

Become envious of your sense of touch

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