Iced Coffee

Frigid creaminess fills me

Ice cold coffee slides

Seductive

Graceful

My insides melt

The longing, the need, the desperation swells within me

For one

More

Perfect rub of flavour along my turgid tongue

The tip begging for a luxurious lick

Along the edge where the cream is beginning to flow now

Between heaven

And Hell

A perfect sin

A vicarious fuck

In a cup

As the liquid rises through the straw

And gently

So gently and then so quickly hard

Gushes into my waiting mouth

Where the blood is rushing and the heat is rising

And the animal moan escapes

Screaming out

With desire

From every pore

Every vein

For just

One

More

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