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Dactylogram
His fingerprints
are
scattered
all over my
psyche
as I recall
the way
he wanted
to peel
me open
and
plunge his
tongue
into my ocean
at dawn
until I begged
him to
pound
my tight
wet
notions
of
dripping desire
until we
became
stuck
and
he left me
swollen & pulsating
for every inch
of his
gorgeous 9” rock
hard
elusive but throbbing
dusky
dictation
until we
were
fused deeply
at the
hips & lips
as his
fingertips
left their prints
all over my
aching
sunkissed
flesh.
Published 7th Jan 2018
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7th Jan 2018 2:54pm
Very erotic ! Loved the form ... it really set a wonderful pace .... really enjoyed reading this
Very well penned
~Wicked
Very well penned
~Wicked
7th Jan 2018 9:14pm
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11th Jan 2018 10:45pm
He might be leaving his prints on your heart and soul as well. I love this breathless erotica. Let your lines do the talking, and his fingers do the walking. Brava!
24th Jan 2018 11:39pm
