Grasping her ankles
I spread her legs
She's deliciously wet
In anticipation
For my throbbing member
But I don't enter
I prolong it
Kissing her legs
Coursing to her thighs
Till I'm there
In her moist forest
I taste her
She's luscious
Tensed, she tightens her clitoris
Which only swells my urge
Come, she begs
I insert the cucumber
Along with my member
And invade
Till she's spent.
©LR