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Pleasure Principle

The near fatal force of your lips
dislodged my soul,
Banishing ever last chance to flee.
The pound of your heart drips
glossy droplets remaining of me.
Your eyes brilliant fires,
to sensually scorch, centuries deep,
forbidden desires.
Moaning breath is an orgasmic choir.
The apocalypse of inhibition,
drives you hard.
Into my pleasurable oblivion.
Take me all night, make my trembling
naked flesh....your ultimate sin.
Written by deliabear (Debbie)
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Coffee thoughts 😊
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