Let my tongue trace the muscles in your back

Let me kiss the curve where your breast meets the upper most part of your waist

Let my hair softly fall on the nape of your neck while I go even further

Let me graze my lips on your inner thighs until you experience an out of body experience

Let me make you wait and beg for that sweet release

Let me look you in the eyes when you let yourself go

Let me be a part of your momentary bliss

Let me be your quaintrelle, while you be my muse.

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