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Jdona
Finish (Adult Explicit)
When I said you were
“My God. Romantic."
I didn't mean that's all you were
or that at your very core you weren't
dirty and deviant and deparaved.
Come at me with your raw and your red
Swirl yourself senseless in this swamp
slick and sweltering for head
fulminating fomenting
brimming swimming
pain rimming
shattered wet flesh like a ripe pear
sweet juice running honey fermented
sticky and sickeningly dripping
groveling grinding grasping
tightening the knot pinching
and fitting...
“My God. Romantic."
I didn't mean that's all you were
or that at your very core you weren't
dirty and deviant and deparaved.
Come at me with your raw and your red
Swirl yourself senseless in this swamp
slick and sweltering for head
fulminating fomenting
brimming swimming
pain rimming
shattered wet flesh like a ripe pear
sweet juice running honey fermented
sticky and sickeningly dripping
groveling grinding grasping
tightening the knot pinching
and fitting...
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5 Comments
Carnal
Exchanges
In the darkness we play with our imagination
Just exploring the textures of our skins
Eyes searching for locations where hands can comply
Tongues in it’s wildest form
As they tangle in a lustful display
My manhood swollen with an abundance of desire
It’s intention……pleasure
Your hands firmly grasps me as I slowly
As I enter your mouth
Lips securely onto my penis
Tasting the salt off my flesh
Slowly your performance pleases me
As my eyes float away in my mind
My body tenses as I free of myself
From it’s...
Just exploring the textures of our skins
Eyes searching for locations where hands can comply
Tongues in it’s wildest form
As they tangle in a lustful display
My manhood swollen with an abundance of desire
It’s intention……pleasure
Your hands firmly grasps me as I slowly
As I enter your mouth
Lips securely onto my penis
Tasting the salt off my flesh
Slowly your performance pleases me
As my eyes float away in my mind
My body tenses as I free of myself
From it’s...
7847 reads
5 Comments
MDT
convinient lover
Love sucks,
as a teen would say
but im an adult and love still sucks
it sucks me dry
dry like an old passionfruit been left on the Kitchen table for weeks
I have allot to give, but nothing to gain
thats my pain.
Angst, it never parted from me.
Because love ate me rotton
i never matured like other young women
i tumbled and fell into a deep hole
and i self punished for a long long time,
until
a day stood still
and i found a heart shape on your head
my heart was dead, but your CPR worked well
and so i was...
as a teen would say
but im an adult and love still sucks
it sucks me dry
dry like an old passionfruit been left on the Kitchen table for weeks
I have allot to give, but nothing to gain
thats my pain.
Angst, it never parted from me.
Because love ate me rotton
i never matured like other young women
i tumbled and fell into a deep hole
and i self punished for a long long time,
until
a day stood still
and i found a heart shape on your head
my heart was dead, but your CPR worked well
and so i was...
4579 reads
4 Comments
MrAlptraum
Mr A
Mr A
Unadulterated
The noise from her alone
in the dark bed; in blind black
makes the blood weird.
She would never make those sounds
if I was with her. Here
she moans for no man's ear. Unrestrained.
The unculpable sound
of pure, unabridged femininity
on her tongue, and me,
instead of getting closer,
try silencing my own breath
under her exploited aloneness.
The craft of a cunt weighs out the heart
and the spine. The womb is heart;
the clitoris the spine; ovaries
are the brain and chest's reach
for oxygen. All lost in the psyche.
I stand...
in the dark bed; in blind black
makes the blood weird.
She would never make those sounds
if I was with her. Here
she moans for no man's ear. Unrestrained.
The unculpable sound
of pure, unabridged femininity
on her tongue, and me,
instead of getting closer,
try silencing my own breath
under her exploited aloneness.
The craft of a cunt weighs out the heart
and the spine. The womb is heart;
the clitoris the spine; ovaries
are the brain and chest's reach
for oxygen. All lost in the psyche.
I stand...
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Gg78
It's over now
As a child I thought I loved you
As an adult I know the truth
We were young naive, we wanted a way out of life with parents that
were going through the same fate we are now.
We did it together we left, we built a life, we have that to hold on to
We were never a mistake, we just weren't right together even back then in those loving days
We made it work for a long time, but
If only we didn't grow apart when we grew up, then we wouldn't be here lying to save face, for who exactly are we doing this for? we have nothing to prove it's over lets move on,
I know...
As an adult I know the truth
We were young naive, we wanted a way out of life with parents that
were going through the same fate we are now.
We did it together we left, we built a life, we have that to hold on to
We were never a mistake, we just weren't right together even back then in those loving days
We made it work for a long time, but
If only we didn't grow apart when we grew up, then we wouldn't be here lying to save face, for who exactly are we doing this for? we have nothing to prove it's over lets move on,
I know...
4436 reads
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