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Soaked sheets in the aftermath

Dream or reality? ... Reality or dream?
Wet lips and a sensual moan.
Everything is in a fog, darkens in the eyes,
There is no way back.

Gentle fingers slide over the skin
Spreading their sweet poison.
My heart beats wildly in my chest
Don't wake yet! My God! I beg you!

The blood boils, runs through the veins
And every muscle in the body trembles.
From the kisses, the body arched in an instant.
You go down so boldly!

Souls intertwined in a web of passion,
Everything we want is now in our power!
Bodies dance in a frantic rhythm.
Tossing and turning, embracing me tightly

Soaked sheets in the aftermath
On the lips a constant stream flows
My temperature steadily rises like the sun
Waking up out of breath, Fucked by a dream
Written by KristinaX
Author's Note
Although I don't plan on entering I noticed the Wet Dreams contest and this is what popped in my mind.
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