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Voluntary captivity
I was your afternoon pleasure
When no one was around
You played the flute
Desires were paramount
Now we have matured
You still have me
But boldly you mount
To feel me inside
When no one was around
You played the flute
Desires were paramount
Now we have matured
You still have me
But boldly you mount
To feel me inside
Published 2nd Jan 2024
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The journey from exploration to continuity
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2nd Jan 2024 11:30pm
That was poetic as it was flawless, and I am feeling the vibe of this gem ink spill.
2nd Jan 2024 11:36pm
Thank you for the kind words, it is a feeling that i just love. The bond is sometimes rare - when man gives in to a woman he cares ..love is something that just happens - no one can manufacture it , but it just happens.
2nd Jan 2024 11:46pm
3rd Jan 2024 5:56am
I could sense the evolution of the bond and sexual relationship in those two verses. Couldn't help imagine the furtive afternoon session involved oral sex ('flute playing'), going on to cowgirling in verse two.
3rd Jan 2024 5:59am
Smiles .. sure. But in a way this was kind of also a evolution from teen to adulthood and the bond continues.
