lickingupon his naked toes shed begin , with what became an eventual route , as if she were following markers , milestones embedded in his flesh , hands rubbing and patting , petting with tenderness , licking with kiss and suck and tug of teeth , taking each part as if an only part , as if each part of him was filled with boundless lust ... erotic blood for her to drink , lifting his arm , holding it , cradling it , sniffing and rubbing her cheeks upon his forearm , washing his biceps with her hair , long hair , blanketing it all in her deeply dark strands : slowly , swaying , swishing , steaming , savaginga cadence of actions within and without of timehim : to his amazement , testament to her magic , so he believes , adjusted in quick time ... although at first fiercely unable to accept , for it was all acceptance , accepting his own bodythis he instinctively knew from the first that she was giving him his own body , licking him with his own tongue , coming to him with hers to bring him this ancient knowledge , this forgotten truth , this damned and forbidden insight , this blasphemy of licking ... he feared that she did not have to describe herself as a mother licking her cuban incestuous imagining which undid frank without awareness or perception .