I was adroit in unhooking bras

Both girls and women

Of every size and shapes 

And then I fiddled with her's

I grappled for sometime 

Unable to free her pendulous assets

She smiled

And did the honours 

Her boobs literally fell

On my seasoned palms

I instantly pounced to suckle her matronly essence

But what caught my eye

Was the mole on her left breast

Around her brownish areola 

A dot in the universe

A sensual image

I proceeded to her right breast

There nestled on her nipple 

Was a miniature one

An artist's homage 

I clutched both the breasts in my hands 

And nibbled research each of them

With devotion 

Till I tasted her honeyed essence.

©LR