To suckle upon your pouting nipples,

Till quiver of pleasure, through you ripples,

Before down your body, my lips descend,

At your navel some time, I would misspend,

Licking sensitive knot, with teasing tongue,

Till soft pleading sighs, from your lips are wrung,

Then would I continue my slow descent,

To source of that heady feminine scent,

There to linger at delightful pursuit,

Feasting upon flesh of your luscious fruit,

Probing those moist depths, with a questing tongue,

Till ecstatic screams of release are sung,

To spend such time with you, always divine.....