Quench My Thirst

Copyright © Don Abdul 2010

Quench My Thirst

Let me tease you, and save the best for last

Part your thighs

Open them wide, tonight there’ll be no lies

Faked orgasms, flung far into the sea

I’ll eat your wet, throbbing sex ‘tll you scream your every plea

From trough to crest as you ride the wave

As you’re tossed, and flung towards the orgasm you so much crave

Go on honey, touch the face of heaven

Soar as you ascend from one to seven

Just you save the best for last

As you gush from your twitching erupting twat

Twist, thrashing and cumming hard and fast

With the lotion of your release, pray quench my thirst