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My pReCioUs HoLy FoUnTaiN..
She my Choctaw..
…my precious Holy Fountain
She smoke that la la la then dance around the tribal fire
our flames grow oh so higher
now we harden Mountain
searching of trail..
…for pleasures we have long been after
our Spirits become one
…in step to tribal drums
can you hear them?
…mhmm
dear Choctaw here I cummm…
there is no sweeter joy
…take hold her waste
tastes of nectar sweet Native drips from her special place..
She in a special place… la la la has her mind
the deeper our bodies meet.. the more she sighs..
the more I press.. cup her supple breast..
Can you feel it?
…mhmm..
we both in special place..
Hoo!
....say the owl perched in tree
Splash!
....say the water in stream
She speak in subtle tongue while on her knees riding my Steed
I have no word to speak.. I in her precious space
The moon reflex her skin.. dripping sweat and sculptured face..
I can withhold no longer.. release and fill her joy..
our eyes connect...
…as she say i her Holy Fountain…
8^/ Red Peppers
…my precious Holy Fountain
She smoke that la la la then dance around the tribal fire
our flames grow oh so higher
now we harden Mountain
searching of trail..
…for pleasures we have long been after
our Spirits become one
…in step to tribal drums
can you hear them?
…mhmm
dear Choctaw here I cummm…
there is no sweeter joy
…take hold her waste
tastes of nectar sweet Native drips from her special place..
She in a special place… la la la has her mind
the deeper our bodies meet.. the more she sighs..
the more I press.. cup her supple breast..
Can you feel it?
…mhmm..
we both in special place..
Hoo!
....say the owl perched in tree
Splash!
....say the water in stream
She speak in subtle tongue while on her knees riding my Steed
I have no word to speak.. I in her precious space
The moon reflex her skin.. dripping sweat and sculptured face..
I can withhold no longer.. release and fill her joy..
our eyes connect...
…as she say i her Holy Fountain…
8^/ Red Peppers
Published 4th Jan 2014
| Edited 5th Jan 2014
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5th Jan 2014 9:51am
I like the little twist at the end where you used the title.
I kept thinking of fast music. Very fun read.
I kept thinking of fast music. Very fun read.
5th Jan 2014 6:55pm
...Heathen.. your words are greatly appreciated.. but even more so it is apparent to me that you have caught the essence and rhythm of this piece..
...so i will share with you its small history..
...it has taken me close to a month's time of pondering on my wife pict that is posted with this piece, that i may come up with words that may be complimentary to her work.. that of which i am the biggest fan of.. and to keep up with her works at times present the most difficult challenge to my penmanship... and i love her for it.. certainly seems to bring the best out of me..
...lol.. okay i'm done.. thank for your time Heathen.. always.. 8^) Red
...so i will share with you its small history..
...it has taken me close to a month's time of pondering on my wife pict that is posted with this piece, that i may come up with words that may be complimentary to her work.. that of which i am the biggest fan of.. and to keep up with her works at times present the most difficult challenge to my penmanship... and i love her for it.. certainly seems to bring the best out of me..
...lol.. okay i'm done.. thank for your time Heathen.. always.. 8^) Red
