Purring ocelot sleeps,
Fur stirs, stretches,
Growling, whiskers bristling,
for the warm, wet,
Filed under Free Verse
Tagged as cat, female sexuality, lust, orgasm, sex
I love cats. I often write in the early a.m. with our calico Belle on my lap, her eyes lidded and purring deeply as I write kissy kissy meow meow meow.. Seriously,this is one deft and delightful cattail. Nothing like a “creamy quake” for a payoff at the end. Was it good for you?
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