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sweet candy
the taint of your hands
lingering even after all these months
in phantom brushstrokes of heat
spreading in shivers down my body
arching in a feverish longing
every time I hear that song
I feel you whispering
those devilish words
curling your tongue
around my clit
tasting sweet peaches
with violet lace pushed to the side
shaded to match
the marks on my inner thighs
lingering even after all these months
in phantom brushstrokes of heat
spreading in shivers down my body
arching in a feverish longing
every time I hear that song
I feel you whispering
those devilish words
curling your tongue
around my clit
tasting sweet peaches
with violet lace pushed to the side
shaded to match
the marks on my inner thighs
Published 27th Oct 2015
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27th Oct 2015 3:31am
Really enjoyed.
Loved these lines
"those devilish words
curling your tongue
around my clit
tasting sweet peaches "
Keith
Loved these lines
"those devilish words
curling your tongue
around my clit
tasting sweet peaches "
Keith
27th Oct 2015 3:47am
Wrapped around the manifest sexiness is a dark uneasiness like the secret yearning for the vampires fangs to draw the sweet red wine from the pulsing streams running beneath the soft flesh of your neck... good read!
JJ
JJ
27th Oct 2015 3:52am
"lingering even after all these months
in phantom brushstrokes of heat"... this is great...
I loved this piece!
in phantom brushstrokes of heat"... this is great...
I loved this piece!
27th Oct 2015 5:58am
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