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Need
Need
His feather touch swept
Lost and longing
From her weary wet eyes
Erasing memory held hard there
Of lonesome days
When solitude held ransom
Her rose colored sunrise
He nibbled up
The fortunate curve
Of her womanly side
With kisses like raindrops
That made her wet
Washing empty ache away
Opening her up with
Fast release of flood
As she began to feel and cried
His hand slid down
Her rounded slope
Of pelvis in lift
Until his two finger burn
Came to her bodies rescue
Easing her crippling need
As red clitoral bud swelled
In hot return
A Prometheus gift ...
His inferno thrust
Into inhibitions wound tight
Shaking loose her martyrs clench
Causing a womanly wild grind
With beautiful abandon
Exhaling solitude with heavy breath
She left lament behind
Her hands kneaded sweaty man
Celebrating sweet freedom
From once captive fists
And her claws dug deep
Into tender rear
Leaving red passionate trails
Down round derriere
Quick climax came loud
A tango dance
Of pure rhythmic pulse
Announced with genital drumming
In tremble of tribal moan
His living gift of man filling
Her once desert home
Written by Calamitygin
His feather touch swept
Lost and longing
From her weary wet eyes
Erasing memory held hard there
Of lonesome days
When solitude held ransom
Her rose colored sunrise
He nibbled up
The fortunate curve
Of her womanly side
With kisses like raindrops
That made her wet
Washing empty ache away
Opening her up with
Fast release of flood
As she began to feel and cried
His hand slid down
Her rounded slope
Of pelvis in lift
Until his two finger burn
Came to her bodies rescue
Easing her crippling need
As red clitoral bud swelled
In hot return
A Prometheus gift ...
His inferno thrust
Into inhibitions wound tight
Shaking loose her martyrs clench
Causing a womanly wild grind
With beautiful abandon
Exhaling solitude with heavy breath
She left lament behind
Her hands kneaded sweaty man
Celebrating sweet freedom
From once captive fists
And her claws dug deep
Into tender rear
Leaving red passionate trails
Down round derriere
Quick climax came loud
A tango dance
Of pure rhythmic pulse
Announced with genital drumming
In tremble of tribal moan
His living gift of man filling
Her once desert home
Written by Calamitygin
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