08/03/2014

Slowly caressing the walls,
a rising, a steady creep,
sliding over and consuming flesh.
Heavy heat hangs over,
oppressive and firm,
beads rolling down you.
Leaning one way, then the other,
a tilt in their direction,
with meat between your teeth.

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