Holy Moley

Ever since I have imagined
The rosy pink moles
On the back of your neck
I planted my soft lips on one
And felt you shudder
You said no more
I kissed the other
And you moaned uncontrollably
Pleading for me to stop
I held your shoulders tightly
To restrain your passion
And as I shook
You screamed at me
For coming before you did