My pussy. My breasts. Your dick. Anatomy meant to be treasured, worshipped. A steady hand to direct. Pleasure not to be taken for granted. Every time is like the first. A dick I am so familiar with. It has been in my mouth, my cunt, and in between my breasts so many times I have lost count. I am relentless in pursuit of this pleasure. Yet it never feels the same when you are inside of me. I kiss it – enveloping my lips around your shaft as if I am Python. Poetry of our privates.