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Fragile Things

He loves to watch  
the way      
his cock      
brings me to my      
knees    
and      
I cant get enough      
of his      
rock hard    
wilderness  
as he  
navigates      
his way  
through      
the confined
spaces    
that leave me      
gushing & gaping    
whilst      
chanting his name    
in between
shallow breaths
as I tremble      
and
quiver
all over    
him      
from the wall      
to the    
floor
and we don’t    
hit the bed    
until      
he’s done      
making a hot    
and  
sticky mess  
out of me  
as he breaks  
my  
fragility    
whilst    
nourishing
my flesh    
with his.
Written by shadow_starzzz
Published
Author's Note
Sex is an emotion in motion ~ Mae West
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