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Break me...

Your rough cruelty!
The pain pierces like a lance,
it is heard with ringing,
hoarse sounds of passionate kisses,
the shadow of struggle
and a submissive break,
the mark of claws with crimson scars
With greed you lick drops of blood,
the sounds of torn thin coverings -
suddenly end with measured moans,
the tempo of increasing body movements -
in the rhythm of hearts with sultry desire...
The rustle of the whisper of the lips
distorted on the impaled ...
but not executed...
the executioner's groan...
In blissful languor with screams,
the victim will merge at once,
like a blade, cutting the silence, suddenly,
like glass on granite,
I will break in a convulsive flash
self-rejection of the shaky boundaries...
of naked eroticism
by a fiery geyser Love-eruptions
step into the dark abyss
Written by KristinaX
Author's Note
Trying to break free but forever bound by the intensity of my needs, which only grow stronger...

Happy New Year! Wishing everyone the very best for the new year and beyond!!! Miss you guys (and girls)...
It's been a very busy end of year for me, and start too...
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