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Malbec
She gorged herself with the purity of his love until she felt fully contained, brimming gently from the notion of his inner echoes, and the pulsating moments which left her gasping for his breath
Every whisper brought him closer to feeling the depths of her, buried deep, from the inside out as she glided upon his carnal shimmers, tied in his shibari love knots, aching from the scent of their mingling aromas sent shivers upon her lean frame.
Tasting her sweet breath, as he planted kisses upon her full lips, and down towards her nape as he roamed every groove within her soft curves, kisses trailing until she felt the urge to use the length and width of him to pleasure herself.
Suspended in a moment of undulated primal desire which objectified them both, as the essence of him dripped upon her palate, gagging her slightly in his sweet perpetual motion while subscribing to his desire to conquer her solely until she begged him for more.
His love graced her like the drops of a rare sickly sweet malbec, while he kept her rapt in his rustic and raw flavour, meticulously stroking the walls of soft petals until his seed splashed upon her heated liberations and mahogany tones.
Every whisper brought him closer to feeling the depths of her, buried deep, from the inside out as she glided upon his carnal shimmers, tied in his shibari love knots, aching from the scent of their mingling aromas sent shivers upon her lean frame.
Tasting her sweet breath, as he planted kisses upon her full lips, and down towards her nape as he roamed every groove within her soft curves, kisses trailing until she felt the urge to use the length and width of him to pleasure herself.
Suspended in a moment of undulated primal desire which objectified them both, as the essence of him dripped upon her palate, gagging her slightly in his sweet perpetual motion while subscribing to his desire to conquer her solely until she begged him for more.
His love graced her like the drops of a rare sickly sweet malbec, while he kept her rapt in his rustic and raw flavour, meticulously stroking the walls of soft petals until his seed splashed upon her heated liberations and mahogany tones.
Published 17th Jan 2015
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17th Jan 2015 3:52pm
Probably the classiest most beautiful sensual
erotica I've ever read!! Brava my dear! :)
erotica I've ever read!! Brava my dear! :)
17th Jan 2015 9:52pm
18th Jan 2015 1:57am
This is really fine, erotica rich in thought and elegance. This is sensual and delicate at the same time. "She gorged herself" then, later, "His love graced her." It's as if you have an appetite for the romantic, and they come together in "Malbec." Great job, Shadow.
