
She was meaty, just the way he liked them
And she opened easily, to his practiced touch
His tongue found her oily pearl
And rolled it around as her flesh quivered
He drank deeply of her briny, tart juices
Blissfully took her in a huge swallow
Then, momentarily satisfied
He tossed her aside
Wiped his mustache clean
And reached for another.
© 2010 David Kinne


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Comments
Rated. For loving oysters.
http://www.slate.com/id/2248998/
-R-
Lezlie
great entry...
http://www.slate.com/id/2248998/