Insatiable

My fingers reach, hesitate,
Withdraw, temptation beckons.
You sit seductively, silent.
I long to touch the smooth,
Full, softness, unique to you,
Lush shape invites teasingly,
Need to give in, mouth aches,
Tongue flickers over dry lips,
Make moist, wet, I need to
Allow my fingertips to glide
Delicately over the silky surface,
Feel the shape you craftily
Tempt me with, I delight,
Imagine, the feel of abandon,
Of what you will feel like inside.

Reach to touch, eyes dilate,
Flaming, smouldering desire,
I hold you, open my mouth to slide
Inside, placing, savoring your taste,
As juices seep out, trickling
Slowly down my throat,
Tingling lustfully before
Swallowing whole, relishing
As my mouth moves slowly,
All over your wonderful structure,
Appreciating, every sense satisfying
My yearning, fulfilled temporarily,
For I hunger much more than this,
What should really be forbidden to me,
As I plummet into depths of delight,
My sweet haven of blissful obsession.

“Oi............Be a dear..........pass another chocolate, will ya?"