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Helpless Intent (With RSWhitelock)
Savory, the soft flesh
lips part slightly
to release
A sigh, as
The delicious pink bud slips in
hand devours thigh,
Travels to the curve of hip,
Pulled close for a feast,
tucked beneath
The warmth of leg
heated breaths escape
incarnadine lips..
fingers graze
sweat glazed flesh,
boiling over with wanton need
arched back,
the body pleads
Thrust forward,
caress to feed
Turn over top,
tongue caressing tongue,
mingling beneath
a blonde veil,
speaking where
hard meets damp,
A slow grind with
eloquent hips..
Deeper and deeper
drowning in
the midst of pleasure
Tender walls clinging,
to a hardened member.
head falls back, letting out
The softest moan. .
hands rest massaging thighs
rewarded with heated groans..
hair cascading, flowing down
breasts in forward thrust
with every movement, holding back
hips rolling
shuddering from within
hushed whimper..
about to give in
The soul quakes
hearts pound
in perfect harmony
Pressure building deep within
creating waves of euphoria
gasps escape lips
skyrocketing into oblivion
a release of liquid exstacy..
Thought ceases in an instant
Eyes closed, the world drops
To a small death, beginning
Somewhere in the knees
Control is released to
the form of ripples,
emptied with helpless intent.
lips part slightly
to release
A sigh, as
The delicious pink bud slips in
hand devours thigh,
Travels to the curve of hip,
Pulled close for a feast,
tucked beneath
The warmth of leg
heated breaths escape
incarnadine lips..
fingers graze
sweat glazed flesh,
boiling over with wanton need
arched back,
the body pleads
Thrust forward,
caress to feed
Turn over top,
tongue caressing tongue,
mingling beneath
a blonde veil,
speaking where
hard meets damp,
A slow grind with
eloquent hips..
Deeper and deeper
drowning in
the midst of pleasure
Tender walls clinging,
to a hardened member.
head falls back, letting out
The softest moan. .
hands rest massaging thighs
rewarded with heated groans..
hair cascading, flowing down
breasts in forward thrust
with every movement, holding back
hips rolling
shuddering from within
hushed whimper..
about to give in
The soul quakes
hearts pound
in perfect harmony
Pressure building deep within
creating waves of euphoria
gasps escape lips
skyrocketing into oblivion
a release of liquid exstacy..
Thought ceases in an instant
Eyes closed, the world drops
To a small death, beginning
Somewhere in the knees
Control is released to
the form of ripples,
emptied with helpless intent.
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