A bite of hell, a sip of heaven

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U1

The Fly
Joined
Feb 27, 2005
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France, precisely Dijon for mustard lovers
You're a bite of hell
You're a sip of heaven
But I don't eat that well
And I try to be sober

When I tried to bite
In the flesh of your thigh
You didn't even fight
You weren't at all shy.

But when I started to lick
The curve of your hips
Your foot took a kick
And hit hard on my lips.

You're a bite of hell
You're a sip of heaven
But I don't eat that well
And I try to be sober

Then you put my head
In between your legs,
'You can't touch till I say
I don't care how you beg'.

I was like a child
Waiting for a breast
Like a baby owl
Starving in its nest.

You're a bite of hell
You're a sip of heaven
But I don't eat that well
And I try to be sober

The moment lasted
For almost an hour
During which I tasted
The length of your power.

You know you got me
And I got frustrated
With you, I got to be
Another emasculated.

You're a bite of hell
You're a sip of heaven
But I overate
And I've got a hangover.
 
I don't know whether I should start objectively criticising people's work (as if I have the right) here but to be honest I'm just glad others are posting.

Thanks "U1".
 
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