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Afternoon Victories

It may be raining outside, droplets forming, dripping down,            
But they can't compete with the sweet scent of victory.            
Even the wetness on my window can't keep up,
Especially with my lover, burying his head inside;
Nuzzling, licking, touching; enticing me -
To the rhythm of the rain.   
           
Sensuality heightens as I soak up the vibe...        
       
The rain falls harder as does my lover.            
With the anticipation of what is coming,            
My legs open wider.            
I can feel his wet tongue on my bud,            
Lapping up the moisture.            
           
The gentle groans of pleasure lessen,            
As the height of ecstasy's slowly reached.            
I lay there, quivering a moment,            
And I think...            
'Let these victories keep on coming!'            
In every sense of the word.            
  
Written by Purpleheart
Published | Edited 1st Sep 2017
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