Rosalyn, she’s a cat.
Pretty girl come ‘round when she’s hungry.
Those green eyes, that full-body she
swings through
my French doors.
Her purr alerts me to her swirling, pearly thighs
her pussy hair there stirs me — A reach of my desire to pet.
Slip my hot hand in that space between her thighs
and her pussy.
So nice.
Rosalyn’s hair is so black — her face so milky white
she could be a Ying and Yang cat.
Her full breasts like the moon.
Her fevered body the earth.
Her heart the blinding sun.
Panting mouth open, I feed her so well
Champagne, delicate salmon, caviar.
Then I lick her pussy all night long
lapping her juice up like milk from a bowl
as if I were a young pup. Lowering in, drooling, I licked
all of her glistening cunt, I licked
and I licked
until I plunged my
cock inside and fucked her until morning light
when she’s gone.
Gone a long time.
Days and nights.
And so I wait.
I wait when she comes around the door
slinking again, that cat Rosalyn.
Pretty girl come ‘round
when she’s
hungry.
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