What if

I creep behind you

And lick your ears

Till you hear

The roar of the waves

What if

I leave my blush

On your neck

While I nibble on your nipples

Till you moan in delirium

What if

I glide further

Cradle your supple flesh

In my hands

And caress it with my inquest

Till your tiny lips

Foam with volcanic eruption

What if...

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