Laminates of every color and hue.
In hard smooth tubes that are a pleasure to bear.
Protecting flesh so soft and so true.
Succulent treasures, encased with care.
Textures coaxing, will passion ensue?
Inviting to taste, if you would dare.
Caution crumbles, willpower’s through.
Kissing her lips, she does ensnare.
by matthew t cody