
Commanding You
Darkling of vampiric hungers
Your throat I’ll gingerly seek
To crawl all over your body
Licking your thong and cheek
Don’t call it disgusting
I know what you adore
Man handled by a woman
Begging with whips for more
Stand before these three mirrors
Watch the reflections of lust
Tasting the pearls of passion
Depths throat it is an absolute must
Oh sorry for the intrusive invasion
These thoughts get carried away
While I take you with these wristlets
Commanding you come what may…
© Poetess Victoria L. McColley
DARK POTRY OCTOBER 2010

depths throat it is an absulute must.
my mind is racing you are a very erotic writer, and i love evry wod you write.
Dave,
Be always safe,
Karen
Great work, as always, poetess
Peace, love and light,
Amber
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