As beauty flows in vanilla tones
i watch it drip before my eyes
Mesmerized by pasty lines
Master says it’s Pastry Time.


And
I
Reply
With grateful
Sighs


His pearl drops stain my dark design
My mind grasps fact of cream
on
i

‘Tis such a tasty contradiction
i grip hold of the sticky moment
Try greedily to make it last
Like an awed school girl in Chemistry class
Experiencing a liquid explosion

Elected
Orgasm Valedictorian
Earned an A plus for consistent effort
For enthusiastically handling
His
Nut

i allow them to coat my eager tongue
Each wet bead He’s ejected
Been accepted with trickle-down effect
i kneel with neck slightly tilted
One hand tweaking my stiff clit
The other caressing His
Emptying
Package
No innocent hints or bashful bullshit
i wish His leaking never quits
Don’t want the feed to ever stop
These tonsils touched by crystalline drops
All i can utter is quench-filled
“Ahhhh”

Then lift my tongue in prime pet fashion
A well trained bitch with table manners
Attending to her Master’s cum
Not leaving ‘til her meal’s all done






Rescue - Ashanti