Do you like it when I touch you here? I glide my finger
from here to there, and you fear
you might enjoy it.
You might crave it.

My tongue whirls around the tip as I cup your balls;
Tasting your salty dew;
I really want to enlighten you.
I probe inside your forbidden hole, you inhale sharply;

Here we go.

Your eyes wildly search;
to find an answer;
to the unspoken question.

The feeling is foreign
and you're not sure why
your body is betraying your mind.

The feeling is too great to only deny.
Letting go of preconceived notions; you
find true pleasure and enjoy the ride.