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She feels me throb Red, swollen and constricted
Smoothly rounded cheeks Touching mine,
It’s sunny here, And I see
To feel The slithering release, Hot mess Upon her sweaty skin, Spatter after spatter, Covering the flesh We all lust after. No ticket for me At this party, Nature and a knife Leave me longing To join, Perpetual window shopper…
Btw, my love, You are beautiful I feel you, touching my skin As I wear your shirt, I smell, the back of your neck And hair, I hear, the musical lilt, Of your laughter and the way you Speak Here,…
Thickening throb You appear before me, My feast to ravish Sweaty, slick and tight. Feeling my hips Rocking in time With my daydream Of you. An ache left behind, Need unfulfilled As I return To the present.