Carly Zee - I like (a poem)

I like
The way my fingers trail over your shoulders
My nails drag sharp scratchmarks down your chest

I like
the warm softness of your mouth
Sucking and lapping
The juices of my cunt

I like
The sting of a slap
Thudding, and cutting,
And bruising my ass

Steady rhythm
And
Well placed, percussion

Yet,
I deliver a sharp bite
All of my own

XO,
Car 😉

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