Drip (Poem) Rated R

Warmth gathers.

Feeling full.

Stretched like a tight latex balloon

Tingles turn to ache.

touching not allowed

tortuous warm air

on frazzled skin

Mouth parted.

Eyes squeezed tight.

No touching allowed.

want to touch.

need to set dam free.

Intensity almost too much to bear

Then I feel it

Drip

It went to the floor.

Drip

Please do some more.

Drip

Three times can you see.

“Good girl. Cum for me.”

(I do not own image. Obviously you see what kind of mood I am in. Enjoy)


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