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the razor's edge
his hands swarmed over my body,
bending me and opening me in a moment,
there was a split in my cochlear anatomy,
thrusting in my wet head – elegance,
thy sovereign, spacious head; sharpened
by muses jocund jovial in their truce as all music bred,
creative flow embeds theirs in luring noises of passion,
I felt him let it go, like his cock
was beating my teeth and washing me
in the spiny knobs of fucking
its hard to change the speed of light,
and so the razor's edge.
Published 16th Apr 2016
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16th Apr 2016 1:09pm
17th Apr 2016 6:48am
Anonymous
18th Apr 2016 4:10am
Okay, yes, I like this muchly Pish...I like this a lot....
"I felt him let it go, like his cock
was beating my teeth and washing me
in the spiny knobs of fucking"
With love - Taryn xoxo
"I felt him let it go, like his cock
was beating my teeth and washing me
in the spiny knobs of fucking"
With love - Taryn xoxo
18th Apr 2016 4:24am
