hunger(for flesh)

she swooned
her voluptuous breasts
heaving in desire
at his exposed manhood
her nether bits
like a broken faucet
in desire
she grasped
the thick member
with shaking hand
her free hand
at her salivating mouth
in anticipation
with one quick slash
of the wickedly
sharp blade
it was freed
she smiled
before tossing it
in the frying pan
listening to the happy sizzle
a handful of chives
a drizzle of olive oil
one clove of garlic
was all she needed
the room filled
with a gorgeous scent
her stomach
gave a small rumble
of hunger.


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