Lunch Break

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    Lunch Break

    My lover called me and wanted to do lunch together….
    Of course I said yes! What are you bringing?
    He said it is a surprise…
    When he arrived he had a basket full of goodies…
    He closed and locked the office door…
    He pulled out a blind fold & told me to trust him…
    I realized this lunch date may get really interesting…
    He laid me on the sofa opened my shirt and encircled his tongue on my ripe 40 D breast…
    He lifted my skirt ripped my thongs off and said hhmmm….
    He went in the basket & the coldness from the whipped cream felt so good on my trimmed sexy…
    He began to sensual lick the cream off and I was bliss…
    My clitoris played peek-a-boo with his tongue…
    He then took out a banana and inserted it in my already flowing love…
    He used that banana like his own manhood which sent me over the edge…
    I came so hard he had to cover my mouth with his to muffle my ecstasy…..
    He buttoned my shirt up, took off the blindfold handed me another thong & said lunch is over…
    I hoped you enjoyed….

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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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