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Prose/Monologue/Sex
My Vagina Monologue For You
Prose
Your erotic silhouette gyrates moving up and down off the mattress anticipating my mouth’s next landing spot.
I focus on the inside of your smooth right thigh. I gently bite and kiss, kiss and bite, repeating on your left thigh and making my way to your flower.
I open my mouth laying my tongue directly on your quivering clit. You move your hips in perfect rhythm up and down, down and up, the full length of my thirsty tongue.
A choreographed cunnilingus, such a scintillating dance, the envy of Rodgers and Astaire.
I engulf your delicate vagina, my tongue going in and out, out and in, feverishly sucking and slurping. You scream my name and attempt to back away.
My grip on your womanhood is that of a bloodthirsty pit bull, unrelenting until I drink all your womanly fluids quenching my insatiable thirst. I leave your body trembling.
My thirst is satisfied however my hunger pains prevail. I easily flip your feminine frame and begin bottom feeding. My tongue goes in and out, out and in of your spectacular sphincter.
You grab the back of my cranium assisting and pound my face into your bootyliciousness until my hunger is satisfied. However, your desire to be…
