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Away From The Crowd
Inside my hand,
the weight of my undoing
remedied only
by the thought of us screwing
Partially clothed
the rush in the risk
fingers to panties
to make you insist
Your hand finds my shape
and right past the band
working my flesh
and building a damn
Dropped to the knees
to lap and divide
my tongue is the engine
to fire that drive
Angled to part you
sucked and soon slotted
pawing like animals
to give into what's started
Mouths urgently connect
as we hum to the burn
ignited and speeding past
that point of no return.
the weight of my undoing
remedied only
by the thought of us screwing
Partially clothed
the rush in the risk
fingers to panties
to make you insist
Your hand finds my shape
and right past the band
working my flesh
and building a damn
Dropped to the knees
to lap and divide
my tongue is the engine
to fire that drive
Angled to part you
sucked and soon slotted
pawing like animals
to give into what's started
Mouths urgently connect
as we hum to the burn
ignited and speeding past
that point of no return.
Published 21st Jun 2019
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21st Jun 2019 4:35am
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21st Jun 2019 10:03am
Mmm. Driving away from the crowd sounds like bliss... nice one, Tenderloin.
22nd Jun 2019 6:05am
