published on: 2013-01-03 18:14:09
The sounds of our bodies in unison, our flesh writhing as one…
To feel the body of another quiver and twitch in rapture against
Feeling the throb as it gets closer… The pulsing desire
Feasting on her sex until she is begging for me to stop making
The most delicate, tender curve
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