The madness of her tongue
Her fingers brushing against your skin,
Filling crevices with pleasure
And her lust-crazed eyes staring into yours,
Ice cream dripping coldly,
You shiver but not from the cold,
Her tongue licking your tense body
Replacing it with goo;
Now you’re jelly and soft.
Her skilful tongue
Across your skin,
Tasting the pleasure that oozes out of your pores.
Your moans,
Fill her ears
While pleasure overwhelms you
Too much,
Your eyes begging her to stop
She doesn’t,
Her fingers leave ghostly trails against your length,
Drawing out veins
And bringing your stiffness alive.
Licking her lips
And admiring all of you;
Her work of art
Is how your body writhes.
Her sadism is pleased.
She’s back,
Her seduction is deadly
