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I grab your shirt
inside my fists
I have your neck
moistly kissed
A sigh of pleasure taken
close to your ear ..
your hair grow thrilled
our fluids appear
to wail the vanished
plain sensations
with multiple orgasms
representations
 
 
I bring all tension
forward my tongue
to blur the muscles
of your magic wand
A supernatural
pathos for flesh
arrives in glory
introducing Excess
I feel your jaws  
hugging my wet breast
and then an awareness
of you reaching depth
The yearning increases
despite of satisfaction
while nothing can stand
as our distraction