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illicit
titillating the cold
exciting the unreachable it's what I do
caressing your silence
exacting growls from you
on the night I ride
inciting larceny, stealing your thoughts
I make it molten, yes I'll get you hot
blushing wildly, my brazen tease will harden your lusts
greedy affections, I hunger your need,
you get me off
I long to fuck you with my tongue
lick madness into a frenzy
as your hand grips my throat
gripping seduction, I go deep on you
you taste like darkness
I have faith in your depravity
to rape my desire
hands on my hips you dip south
fingering want you find me dripping wet
passion's vixen climbs atop your greed
you fuck the harlot
exorcising my demons
I cream
Published 30th Sep 2022
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1st Oct 2022 00:55am
1st Oct 2022 1:32am
thank you graciously dearest RT for the sexy comment making me smile and yes you can have two scoops 😊
1st Oct 2022 7:10am
Written like a map to heaven. I've known a hand to slip around my neck on the way there.
Cool write. Cheers.
Cool write. Cheers.
Hmmmm...
So you've managed to reach the unreachable
Daring soul, you
Knowing damn well that those illicited growls
Are the muffled howls
Of that throbbing wolf you remember
Inciting humidity and hedonism
Stealing a steeled offering
Famished to flush the blush of a wanting vixen
As visions of a serpentine tongue
Strokes a hung jury
You want fury
And affection yes?
You want the ravenous and the reciprocal Him, yeah?
How many fingers does it take to pry open
Your spryness, my high-ness?
There's a magic number you already know
And I'm sure to find
Faith in my depravity indeed you have
On your back or from behind
From an arched ass or heaved hips
You've proven yourself to be a sublime believer in gifts
Gifting you reprieve from haunting djinns
Spread eagle you wantonly receive digits
In a multitudes of strokes
As I begin to relieve your essence
Into that flowing ravine
Cracked between your thighs
Where lingering dreams cascades into
Into a tangible cream
That you and I can both taste
So you've managed to reach the unreachable
Daring soul, you
Knowing damn well that those illicited growls
Are the muffled howls
Of that throbbing wolf you remember
Inciting humidity and hedonism
Stealing a steeled offering
Famished to flush the blush of a wanting vixen
As visions of a serpentine tongue
Strokes a hung jury
You want fury
And affection yes?
You want the ravenous and the reciprocal Him, yeah?
How many fingers does it take to pry open
Your spryness, my high-ness?
There's a magic number you already know
And I'm sure to find
Faith in my depravity indeed you have
On your back or from behind
From an arched ass or heaved hips
You've proven yourself to be a sublime believer in gifts
Gifting you reprieve from haunting djinns
Spread eagle you wantonly receive digits
In a multitudes of strokes
As I begin to relieve your essence
Into that flowing ravine
Cracked between your thighs
Where lingering dreams cascades into
Into a tangible cream
That you and I can both taste
9th Oct 2022 3:34am
