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Guardian
Sexy, intoxicating, your naked frame shadows the midnight...
Pale silky skin illuminated by the kisses of the moonlight...
Your stare, innocent yet seductive, taunting me to touch...
Lips painted shimmering pink, pouty, you tease me to kiss...
Covered only by your finger tips, your breasts, firm and eager, there beauty arouses me...
Hip's and legs, drive a man into choas at the possibilities of sexual wickedness...
I am at awe of your sultry playland, obsessed by your lustful thoughts of me...
Naughtiness is a sexy thrill for you, a pleasure for me...
Feeling your body, the beauty sculptured before me, brings my hardness to full and I am complete in your love...
Envelope the man, as I cover you with my body...
Push deeply within your walls, as I thrust my soul into yours...
Collide within my heart as our bodies find the orgasmic plateau ...
I am one with you alone, my soulmate forever, as time creates a place of our names...
Guardian of the Angel
By: RFULLER 5/29/14
Pale silky skin illuminated by the kisses of the moonlight...
Your stare, innocent yet seductive, taunting me to touch...
Lips painted shimmering pink, pouty, you tease me to kiss...
Covered only by your finger tips, your breasts, firm and eager, there beauty arouses me...
Hip's and legs, drive a man into choas at the possibilities of sexual wickedness...
I am at awe of your sultry playland, obsessed by your lustful thoughts of me...
Naughtiness is a sexy thrill for you, a pleasure for me...
Feeling your body, the beauty sculptured before me, brings my hardness to full and I am complete in your love...
Envelope the man, as I cover you with my body...
Push deeply within your walls, as I thrust my soul into yours...
Collide within my heart as our bodies find the orgasmic plateau ...
I am one with you alone, my soulmate forever, as time creates a place of our names...
Guardian of the Angel
By: RFULLER 5/29/14
Published 29th May 2014
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Covered only by your finger tips, your breasts, firm and eager, there (sic - should be 'their') beauty arouses me...
Hips and legs, drive a man into choas at the possibilities of sexual wickedness...
I am at awe of your sultry playland, obsessed by your lustful thoughts of me...
Feeling your body, the beauty sculptured before me, brings my hardness to full and I am complete in your love...
Envelope the man, as I cover you with my body...
This, like so many of your erotic poems, has the quality of a luscious juicy fruit. Easy to imagine your heroines as generously fleshed.
Covered only by your finger tips, your breasts, firm and eager, there (sic - should be 'their') beauty arouses me...
Hips and legs, drive a man into choas at the possibilities of sexual wickedness...
I am at awe of your sultry playland, obsessed by your lustful thoughts of me...
Feeling your body, the beauty sculptured before me, brings my hardness to full and I am complete in your love...
Envelope the man, as I cover you with my body...
This, like so many of your erotic poems, has the quality of a luscious juicy fruit. Easy to imagine your heroines as generously fleshed.
29th May 2014 11:03pm
