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Fucking Me Through the Phone
Phantom hands reach out for my body
In the moaning voice that surrounds me
Intoxicating, taunting, haunting me;
Leaving my skin burning for your touch
Shaky fingers desperately seek self pleasure
Yet next to you nothing else can measure
With such precision you flaunt your words
Drenching me with shameless desire
Imagination so beautifully and vividly terrible
The feel of your hands is almost tangible
Got me fantasizing all these wanton thoughts
Needing to be handled rough and dirty
You steal my breathe without a single kiss
Immobilize me without pinning my wrists
I’m here waiting for you but you won’t come
And I’m coming undone alone tonight
In the moaning voice that surrounds me
Intoxicating, taunting, haunting me;
Leaving my skin burning for your touch
Shaky fingers desperately seek self pleasure
Yet next to you nothing else can measure
With such precision you flaunt your words
Drenching me with shameless desire
Imagination so beautifully and vividly terrible
The feel of your hands is almost tangible
Got me fantasizing all these wanton thoughts
Needing to be handled rough and dirty
You steal my breathe without a single kiss
Immobilize me without pinning my wrists
I’m here waiting for you but you won’t come
And I’m coming undone alone tonight
Published 22nd Feb 2014
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22nd Feb 2014 4:39am
OMG! This is amazing and hot! The vibrations of a voice can be just as powerful. This is fantastic!
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22nd Feb 2014 11:22am
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22nd Feb 2014 2:30pm
Haha he is... Sometimes. Thank you for your comment; i'm glad you enjoyed the piece:)
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22nd Feb 2014 3:59pm
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24th Feb 2014 3:56am
How the power of suggestion along with desire can send us crazy inside. And separation can make it even more intense. Feel the burn and jump in Kitty. Hot ink Miss. Thank you.
24th Feb 2014 3:59am
7th Mar 2014 2:17pm
To be put into mental submission, there is no greater pleasure. To have dirty knees waiting and never undressed, desire left with uncontrolled fire.
14th Mar 2014 9:10pm
