Saturday, 16 November 2024

 Scattered tresses 

And some matted on your salty flesh

Your boobs dangling on my face

The sound of your jumps 

On my erect circumference


With your musky juices 

Coating my phallus 

Your eyes rolled up in ecstasy 

That's how I visualise you, my lady.

©LR



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