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All night last night. - With EveAteRedApples
I catch your gaze in
the store front reflection
and you're so beautiful
I falter, stumble
my insides temporarily
made of butterflies
that want to collapse
and fall into your body
somewhere quiet
where I can learn
the language of your moans
against my skin
We didn’t sleep
all night
last night
I pressed thighs
together and ran the tip
of my hair over my lips,
as I checked email and
and wished I was
still painting your body
with mine like I did
all night
last night
when he bottom of my hair
was soaked in your
fuck juice as I inhaled
your pussy,
the taste of you
still lingers on my tongue
so much my morning coffee
can't erase erase it
I want to fuck myself
with thoughts
of you
but now isn't the right time
or place
for wet panties
that ache for the flick
of your tongue
the urgency of your fingers
that reflected my own
as I teased ever inch
of your cunt
your body trembling over
me
all night
last night
I bite the edge
of the coffee cup as I fail
desire’s pop-quiz and
feel wet heat
between my thighs
daydreaming about
tasting the way we
full-body fucked
all night
last night
and I wasn’t going to
use myself this time
but the way you held
your breath
as your thighs quivered
fucked my lies up
too bad to tell the truth
because after all night
last night
You left my bed
pulled on a sundress
and we gave a
casual sex goodbye
with vague
hints that we’d do
each other
again some day
Though that's not
what I really want
I want to message you
an up skirt shot of me
at my desk
along with the lines
this could be yours again
tonight
Fuck lunch break
I can't wait that long
and I bruise my lips
with my teeth
as I fuck myself
in the bathroom at 10am
to the memory of your tongue
and try not to moan
into the wall
And I wish I could make
all night last night
every night
the store front reflection
and you're so beautiful
I falter, stumble
my insides temporarily
made of butterflies
that want to collapse
and fall into your body
somewhere quiet
where I can learn
the language of your moans
against my skin
We didn’t sleep
all night
last night
I pressed thighs
together and ran the tip
of my hair over my lips,
as I checked email and
and wished I was
still painting your body
with mine like I did
all night
last night
when he bottom of my hair
was soaked in your
fuck juice as I inhaled
your pussy,
the taste of you
still lingers on my tongue
so much my morning coffee
can't erase erase it
I want to fuck myself
with thoughts
of you
but now isn't the right time
or place
for wet panties
that ache for the flick
of your tongue
the urgency of your fingers
that reflected my own
as I teased ever inch
of your cunt
your body trembling over
me
all night
last night
I bite the edge
of the coffee cup as I fail
desire’s pop-quiz and
feel wet heat
between my thighs
daydreaming about
tasting the way we
full-body fucked
all night
last night
and I wasn’t going to
use myself this time
but the way you held
your breath
as your thighs quivered
fucked my lies up
too bad to tell the truth
because after all night
last night
You left my bed
pulled on a sundress
and we gave a
casual sex goodbye
with vague
hints that we’d do
each other
again some day
Though that's not
what I really want
I want to message you
an up skirt shot of me
at my desk
along with the lines
this could be yours again
tonight
Fuck lunch break
I can't wait that long
and I bruise my lips
with my teeth
as I fuck myself
in the bathroom at 10am
to the memory of your tongue
and try not to moan
into the wall
And I wish I could make
all night last night
every night
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