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Illusion
The sweet control of only one tiny drop...
Spending hours perfecting,the potion of the seductress...
Mixtures of delicious ingredients, will tantalize the souls used upon...
Wickedly sensual powers combined with animalistic lusts draw male after male...
But her pursuit is for the ONE!!
She adorned herself, wearing pure sex as her garment...
Lips pouty pained to allure sweet kisses...
Body beautiful to look upon...
Gracefully she awaits then...
He is there!
Eyes lock, no need of words, the soul speaks and heart answer...
Finger tips run ramped over skin, to insure the mind this is not an illusion...
Lips touching softly sealing the choice made...
Bodies pressed together in heated exchange, pleasure to its core...
Beautiful, creature becomes impowerd by his awe of her, making the control so much sweeter...
He bows at her will and she embraces his every fantasy...
Flesh to flesh, his mind melts at the dominance of her...
She wraps her body around his, chaos drips from her love...
He has fallen, consumed by her, she gladly wears him around her finger...
The illusion was not of the body, but what kept it alive...
By:RFULLER 7/3/14
Spending hours perfecting,the potion of the seductress...
Mixtures of delicious ingredients, will tantalize the souls used upon...
Wickedly sensual powers combined with animalistic lusts draw male after male...
But her pursuit is for the ONE!!
She adorned herself, wearing pure sex as her garment...
Lips pouty pained to allure sweet kisses...
Body beautiful to look upon...
Gracefully she awaits then...
He is there!
Eyes lock, no need of words, the soul speaks and heart answer...
Finger tips run ramped over skin, to insure the mind this is not an illusion...
Lips touching softly sealing the choice made...
Bodies pressed together in heated exchange, pleasure to its core...
Beautiful, creature becomes impowerd by his awe of her, making the control so much sweeter...
He bows at her will and she embraces his every fantasy...
Flesh to flesh, his mind melts at the dominance of her...
She wraps her body around his, chaos drips from her love...
He has fallen, consumed by her, she gladly wears him around her finger...
The illusion was not of the body, but what kept it alive...
By:RFULLER 7/3/14
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