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Stealing His Pussy Back

Whispers of my fragrant air
You are the breath I breathe, my passionate spare
Stay or leave
Only fools’ eyes believe
Longing sentiments for a faceless person for anyone to ever perceive
Hidden hearts as we conceive
Yes, even for you and me  
 
Connections fade away, they never last
Although, moment to moment I’m having a blast
From this day forward, going backwards to the past
Where you and I never existed
Emptiness, yet emotional persistence
 
Did we begin within the office, the chair, the desk, as desires softly smothered
Within the beautiful realm of reality we hide, yet we lay under our own covers
An illicit private affair
Rocking my composure, one touch, one whisper, in his bed he knows I’m there  
Parting my thighs, breasts sandwiched, back arched, no cares
 
Scented love letters
Nothing feels quite better you anchoring deep inside me getting me wetter
Entangled passion, palm-to-palm, you stroking this masterpiece work of art
Denial of distance, only to protect my heart
 
You lead, this time, I follow
I tried, cum still stuck in my mouth, without the swallow
Sultry words drawing me in as they mentally appease
No limitations, to befall under a man who feeds my mental needs
Weakens under my carnal tease, begging me for the release of his emotional pleads
Tenderly kissing me while plummeting into the core of my cunt at ninety-degrees
 
The music that plays on when our bodies are spent
Feening for his touch to my inner wet sanctuary, giving him all he can take when my back is bent  
Chasten words dangling from my mouth
He knows how to make my honeyed essence trickle when he’s tasting the butter rum flavor of my wet south
 
Lust, desire, rapture, ecstasy defines who I am
Aquarian nature, the man in you is to provide the bam, the wham, the feelings of a grand slam
Bodies soaring on a gentle cosmos wind
Enfolding temples as we bend
 
From now on, I would follow your lead
Caution now with my sentimental bleed
Such a beautiful temporary emotional Band-Aid
From the soft kiss of a Queen of Heart to a handsome radical King of Spade
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
You should not have taken advantage of my sensibility to steal into my affections without my consent.

Alexander Hamilton
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