One Last Bite

One last bite , by Ze82

That juice flavour of the meat, feeling it's taste as i smell on it's crusted surface
My nostrels opening and breathing in the soft aromas of it's intoxicating smell
It's like a trance, I can just smell what I love most dearly.
Time stops, it is only you and me as my mouth waters up in anticipation of you.
Come to me now, I want to say as my lust for you grows even stronger and stronger.

I come closer to you and my tastebuds start to exuberate with great rejoice, my tongue starts to go thru small cases of torrets and I open you and taste you.

Just one last bite and I would feel free.

- enD