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Skin 2 Skin
Ashes to ashes,
skin to skin,
naked,
hot,
slick,
and hard,
but ready,
to commit this sin.
Languid tongues tangle,
limb seeking limb,
enjoying the heat of this moment,
as our love making begins.
My excitement escalates,
as you part my thighs,
but for this torture, I was not ready;
I was none the wise.
Your head dipped so suddenly
shaking me to my core,
giving me this satisfaction,
I’ve not yet felt before.
Hips buckle,
breathing shuddered,
yet and still I cry out, “more.”
The fucking torture is so sweet,
my eyes I can’t believe,
my pleas go unheard
until you get what you’ve come to retrieve.
My orgasm threatening release,
while you continue to suck my clit,
just as you reach up and grab
a handful of my tit;
Pinching my nipple mercilessly
as I begin to cry,
you stick your finger inside of me
and soon, i think i’ll die.
Screaming out my climax,
feigning my defeat,
I vow to take no more,
so I breathe,
“I think it’s time to even the score.”
Eagerly, I move to the edge of the bed,
while you hover up above,
I take you into my mouth completely,
and to you, I make love.
My tongue gliding up and down your length,
playing with your balls,
making your jaw clench,
as you fuck my face,
I take it all without relent.
My nostrils fill with a familiar smell,
you cry out, as my throat fills,
and I know that I’ve down well.
Like good girls do, I swallow every drop.
You grab me forcefully,
once again, twisting the plot.
You fold my legs behind my head,
I may as well have been a knot.
Inserting yourself inside me, deep.
All of my thoughts, I soon forgot.
Ashes to ashes,
skin to skin,
sore,
tired,
and well spent,
but ready to fuck, again.
- Poetic Gawdess
skin to skin,
naked,
hot,
slick,
and hard,
but ready,
to commit this sin.
Languid tongues tangle,
limb seeking limb,
enjoying the heat of this moment,
as our love making begins.
My excitement escalates,
as you part my thighs,
but for this torture, I was not ready;
I was none the wise.
Your head dipped so suddenly
shaking me to my core,
giving me this satisfaction,
I’ve not yet felt before.
Hips buckle,
breathing shuddered,
yet and still I cry out, “more.”
The fucking torture is so sweet,
my eyes I can’t believe,
my pleas go unheard
until you get what you’ve come to retrieve.
My orgasm threatening release,
while you continue to suck my clit,
just as you reach up and grab
a handful of my tit;
Pinching my nipple mercilessly
as I begin to cry,
you stick your finger inside of me
and soon, i think i’ll die.
Screaming out my climax,
feigning my defeat,
I vow to take no more,
so I breathe,
“I think it’s time to even the score.”
Eagerly, I move to the edge of the bed,
while you hover up above,
I take you into my mouth completely,
and to you, I make love.
My tongue gliding up and down your length,
playing with your balls,
making your jaw clench,
as you fuck my face,
I take it all without relent.
My nostrils fill with a familiar smell,
you cry out, as my throat fills,
and I know that I’ve down well.
Like good girls do, I swallow every drop.
You grab me forcefully,
once again, twisting the plot.
You fold my legs behind my head,
I may as well have been a knot.
Inserting yourself inside me, deep.
All of my thoughts, I soon forgot.
Ashes to ashes,
skin to skin,
sore,
tired,
and well spent,
but ready to fuck, again.
- Poetic Gawdess
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