Milk and Ribs

He pressed his fingers down on the inside of her milky thighs,

spreading her legs as she moaned

while the brisk air passed in between her.

He curled his tongue inside and around her warmth,

nectar dripping from his chin,

and her legs shaking in his grasp,

ribs sticking up out of her body.

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