Lets make some more milk drinks!

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1. You have won poetry of the day!

   The warm moist hungering breath rolls against the sensitive skin of her breast. Wrapping tenderly around the nipple, the sensation stirring it to it’s most firm. Her breath catches as the nipple puckers up erect meeting his lips like a lurid kiss. His tongue loops around the nipple in a gentle tease before it slides along the underside of the firm yet exceedingly tender and sensitive nipple. It guides the breast into his mouth as if that was the only place it could ever perfectly fit. The tongue gently starts to press against the underside of the nipple and as the pressure increases, as the breast spills into the mouth so does she. A warm sensual spill eager to fill and nurture, to soothe and sate, and to entice and enliven. The flow that drowns any sorrow, sadness, or pain threatens to pull him down into a never ending embrace. To hold him in this embrace that erases turmoil from his mind.

   What once started as desire and lust gives way to peace and tranquility, for now. For the moment she gives him what he needs most. Peace. Later they can dive into carnal throes, but for now they come together, for now they fill the needs of each other.

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