Lays You very softly down,
Bids that You cease to frown.
An Easter egg I hold
The silver foil I unfold
Into Your eyes I deeply stare
My body totally bare.
I straddle You, the egg I kiss
You try to bite the egg You miss
I nibble at it slowly, a slit I make
Lick my lips, the egg I seem to take
In the slit a hole I bore
My tongue enters wanting more
Its “juice” just seems to flow
Caramel oozes ever sweetly so,
Down my chin little drips
Leaning forward You lick Your lips
Your tongue laps it, moaning
I rape this egg, my mouth now sucks
You hips now rises and bucks
Chocolate and caramel on chin they stick
I let You gently my mouth to lick
Kissing You hard, Your mouth my egg
Now my Lady You will be my Easter egg
A contest entry
- RHYME TIME by piccola.
450 points, ended March 20, 2007, 26 entries
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Comments
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hmmmmmm. very interesting. It's nearing that time of year too..thanks for the interesting entry. Hope she found her own easter egg..(smile) the hunt is on!
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*searches in depth for her own easter egg* Delightful! This imagry definetely leads to the end conclusion and a most pleasant one at that. Definetely Delightful.



