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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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oops, sorry my hands slipped

along your feet, I will run my finger tips
(each tip upon each toe)
the soft sound of your breathing
as it grows more ragged
will accompany my pounding heart

then i will trace the path along your ankle
up your calf to the back of your knee
with my hands
and kisses

one nibble at a time
i will ascend your thigh
parting them forcefully
with love
and my arms

i will push your legs over my shoulders
and dive face first into you

without a word
i will chew on the most sensitive parts
of you

until you beg me to stop.
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