In Her Kitchen

By Nikita Sokol • on April 6, 2005

I fuck her and she feeds me.
I lick her like a dog and she offers me oranges.
She gives me dried fish and fried potatoes.
I lick in between her legs,
And I float on apples and tomatoes.
Drunk on beef and her meat I lick all over,
I lick like there’s no tomorrow.
She gives me strawberries and wine.
She drips with honey and bitter chocolate.
I lick her in her kitchen.
I clean away the cooking smell and the smell of my cum
and the smell of her cunt.

I clean away the smells of vinegar and of this world
and of her broiled history.

Like a dog, I lick my way into her shameless oyster.
And then I fuck her
And she feeds me oranges.

Nikita Sokol is a writer who loves to eat, drink and be merry.

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