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Blossom
So beautiful the blossom, like petals of a flower opening, the gentle swell as the world excites
Its electricity- small tumbles, vibrations of excitement build like a contagion of energy through nerves, thoughts, actions
Fingers dance across the flats, move smoothly over curves, whispers of dirtier intentions hidden within the mind further excite the senses
Inner voice screaming for release…Is that a dare? Feeling courageous? What awaits when the dam breaks, when the cries of ecstasy are answered?
Temptations of the mind are the best kind but it’s the physical that are most fun... Visions in your mind so sinful and so frisky
Feel the heat, did it start out warm then spread. From your belly through your body, to your head… Gently building, soon to overflow, the need for release keeps growing… Can you feel it?
Idle hands are the devils play toy but an idle mind is a far scarier creature... Time to caress the petals
Your tastes… So similar to salty sweet caramel and yet slick sticky fun like cotton candy on your fingers
What starts the fire for you, what gets the voltage up, the mind wandering, what scenes play in your mind like a movie of your sensual self?
Every mind has hidden secrets, powered by curiosity and lust… Carnal craving and the desires of the flesh… How do you make moist petals blossom into a flower that is equally beautiful to the eyes as it is sweet to the tongue?
Its electricity- small tumbles, vibrations of excitement build like a contagion of energy through nerves, thoughts, actions
Fingers dance across the flats, move smoothly over curves, whispers of dirtier intentions hidden within the mind further excite the senses
Inner voice screaming for release…Is that a dare? Feeling courageous? What awaits when the dam breaks, when the cries of ecstasy are answered?
Temptations of the mind are the best kind but it’s the physical that are most fun... Visions in your mind so sinful and so frisky
Feel the heat, did it start out warm then spread. From your belly through your body, to your head… Gently building, soon to overflow, the need for release keeps growing… Can you feel it?
Idle hands are the devils play toy but an idle mind is a far scarier creature... Time to caress the petals
Your tastes… So similar to salty sweet caramel and yet slick sticky fun like cotton candy on your fingers
What starts the fire for you, what gets the voltage up, the mind wandering, what scenes play in your mind like a movie of your sensual self?
Every mind has hidden secrets, powered by curiosity and lust… Carnal craving and the desires of the flesh… How do you make moist petals blossom into a flower that is equally beautiful to the eyes as it is sweet to the tongue?
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