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Edging (....in the grips of her "Cascading Purple Sky" )
The amazement of
the visceral sights and sounds
played out upon your private stage,
Theater in the round,
the only prop,
a deeply cavernous chaise
with her brown body
reclined in comfort......
…...nothing else matters much
your nude aura,
your moist lips
the slight parting of your thighs
such a welcome sight to his dreaming eyes
as we will be having “Tea” (tantalized by steeping bags between your lips and me)
He straddles her chair and lithe body
as her cauldron boils
dropping his “powerful symbol”
deep inside her perfectly wet “O”
brown sacks cast against her tepid waters
that overflow from the gentle corners
of her sweet surrender, open wider.......
“Subtly Rough”....will it hardly be enough
to please the perversion in the darkness of this secret place?
Her hands gripping his firm, pulsing rear
guiding his throbbing mischief deeper inside her throat......
”Murder She Wrote”.....
…anointing her with bittersweet cream
Pressing her head back against strained seams
unable to breathe,
unable to scream
comfortably numb
inside this wet taboo,
of two merging into one
an obscene sexual potion flows from their union
as both begin cum
deep within the “Subtly Rough”
feelings of the sublime
dripping from her round breast
flowing like a river across her arse divide,
the waters crest
his hungry lips licking the seams of her “wet promise”
Basking in the fragrant scent
of her “pussy”.....greedily spent,
in submission, taken in every position
riding the road to perdition.....
…..addicted to the beauty of this “joy and pain”
coating his pleasure with her decadent sticky glaze
feeling the high of a super-erotically induced purple haze
her submission to his “subtly rough” love
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