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Parts of Speech

I lost you 
on the trip across the bay,
while four smart lean boys and one Lady
referred to your body,
about your stature
their admiration
their smutty mouths lubricated,
fast, sour and more interesting
to you
after each
soft sample of Bitch spit

your swallow tail skirt,
the slim slit I requested waves free
in the wind
down your left outer
silver stocking thigh
black against gray sky

smooth gentlemanly carnivores 
with forceful manners
hold me, svelte companion down
to slat wood bench bolted 
to wave slapped deck
as 
My love descends,
curiosity drives her below,

inner thighs are darker
she learns, deep in hold
with Lady always small cap
tight to skull
shaved here and there
unable to tell all
in the dim and soon
eye closed suggestions
voluntary, relaxed, goose bumped
needing muscle supported
back
tipping
without fear of falling
too deep
so luscious fucking deep

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