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Forever
An imaginary land, a place where we meet...
Roses petals sprinkled upon the lush ground under that big oak tree...
Picnic basket filled with goodies to tease me with...
You have thought of everything!
Lie my down, run your fingers down my breasts as you hover above...
Kiss my lips, gently taste the sweet juices from the peaches you fed to me...
Deeply caress my thighs with hungry hands of madness...
Read my mind, the innocence of my seduction thrills your intent to take what is yours...
Become my lover, let me feel the breathe of your delight upon my skin...
Slay my image of sexual intimacy and ravage my body with your lust...
I feel the throb of your heated passion and place it against my secret place...
Question of surity as you look into my eyes, I reply with no words pushing you deeply against my walls, setting your fury free...
Thrusting in harmonic rhythm's, we become one soul, lovers til death...
Freedom is given as our sexual barriers fold, orgasm times two and expelling of erection brings this journey of two final chapters to close...
He has taken me and I he... For bond now forever in memories he was my first and I am his last!
By:RFuller 4/30/14
Roses petals sprinkled upon the lush ground under that big oak tree...
Picnic basket filled with goodies to tease me with...
You have thought of everything!
Lie my down, run your fingers down my breasts as you hover above...
Kiss my lips, gently taste the sweet juices from the peaches you fed to me...
Deeply caress my thighs with hungry hands of madness...
Read my mind, the innocence of my seduction thrills your intent to take what is yours...
Become my lover, let me feel the breathe of your delight upon my skin...
Slay my image of sexual intimacy and ravage my body with your lust...
I feel the throb of your heated passion and place it against my secret place...
Question of surity as you look into my eyes, I reply with no words pushing you deeply against my walls, setting your fury free...
Thrusting in harmonic rhythm's, we become one soul, lovers til death...
Freedom is given as our sexual barriers fold, orgasm times two and expelling of erection brings this journey of two final chapters to close...
He has taken me and I he... For bond now forever in memories he was my first and I am his last!
By:RFuller 4/30/14
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