May 17, 2025
More in MosquitoBytes Volume 04: Ruminative Relic - 2005 Eaten
Amaranthine Fetish
Aaaah The flesh So smooth Slick with lust Or is it another fluid? No matter Same effect A simple massage Inevitable It had to end in union Your body eased Then teased My hands the initial tool Fluid Oozing along you Finding crevices Stained body Stained sheets My hands stray Seeking Probing Delving I find you As outside so in Moist This arouses Both My tongue teases Kissing Darting My lips gather flesh Pulling against it My teeth clamp Finding your pain Feeding you pleasure I taste Mmm Devine Sweet Not savoury I give what you expected Probing Insertion Fingers These you know For you can do this Aaaah But I am your someone This tongue would know you So it devours My grizzled chin Used to effect As it too stimulates When I insert Digitise Well You die Your body in a rictus Insane convulsions of pleasure They rip through you Building to a resonant beat When finally Unable to hold back You gush Letting me taste you I lap it up Only sensing you For my ears are damaged Caught in the grip of your lust At last Sated I lift my head Your eyes are glazed You smile fully I see your heart It tries to punch through your chest You squeeze my hand When I ask how you are You can only respond With a sigh When finally you speak It is to thank me For letting you die so well © 2005, Mosquitobyte
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