Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Lifestyle of the Poet

Fed lustful words for naughty thrills and pleasure. Dance of sin but he again became my greatest treasure.

Thrown into the sweetest of sexual taboos, ventured the realm of erotica with no rules.

Seductive twists with a lustful kiss and sublime erections. Exploring clear, whispers in our ear, finding new directions.

Closing eyes, hands up my thighs made the temperature rise. Drugged me up with tender loving. Held me tight through the night, didn't stop rubbing.

Enchanted memories of passion, excited by the way intercourse took action. Ecstatic by the simple pleasures of ecstasy. This was the first time he entered me.

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