Tuesday, August 12, 2014

Surrender





The faint scent of your virility on my lips
The enticing scrape of your beard on my skin
The thrill of your breath on my hard-nippled mounds
The rapturous plunge of your tongue in my cunt
The eager percussion of your flesh against mine
Reminiscent of the nights before, of the days past
Vacillating thoughts abound
Still, on my knees, a submissive to your sultry perversity.


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