Wednesday 19 August 2009


Come and be smothered
Between my bountiful vessels
With a touch and finish like silk
They’ll make you feel
Like you are in heaven
And at the same time
Steal your breath.

Suckle and lick, kiss and caress
I love the way you touch my breasts
Tickle my fancy, Or rather yours
Seeing them swelling
You are lost, wanting more.

A life of their own
A taste you desire
Little do you know
These will make you expire.

Losing your air
Trapped in the folds
Soon your body will be lifeless
And lie there turning cold.

© 22 January 2007 Written by Angela Edgar
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