I feel your whispers between my legs,
Against the gauzy material hiding my pulsating jewel,
Against the outer curves of my quivering thighs,
All along the flaring lines of my gyrating hips.
I feel your whispers there,
And your saliva
Pooling at the dip of my waist
And the mouth of my pussy.
Pull the lace away from my dripping cavern,
And lick me until you’ve made me
Before your adoring eyes
And gaping mouth.