Monday, 6 April 2020

Feel my passion


Stop...feel me
Hear out my desires
How I wish to touch you
The radiance of your flesh
Lusciously curvaceous
Lures me

Lemme rise 
Betwixt your legs
Sliding your gossamer drape
Exposing your primrose navel
I want to inhale your cocaine essence

Stop, don't moan
Lemme release your breasts from chains
Nestling between your softness
I wish to be your baby
Licking and suckling
Your milky wave

Lemme nibble your neck
Whispering poesy
In pulsating silence

Don't say anything, my lady
Just feel me from there
As I make love to you 
From here.

©LR




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