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