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كتابي .. ماصور

[🥺 @dsysci]

مين. يحتاج كلبه للاهانه؟
#كلبه_مطيعة #كلبه_فاجرة

[. @r7_757]

#معصيتي_رحتييًِِ كفايه خوف من المجتمع الحياه بدون رْب ماله طعم🥵🔥!

[Roooi @plkkoiq]

#معصيتي_رحتي ازغبك كذا يرخيصه وامشي فيك زي البهيمه 🔥🔥🔥

[🥺 @dsysci]

اه منسدحه ورافعه طيزي واحك خرقي والعب بحلماتي وصدري ابي بابا يتأمر علي وانفذ اوامره واصير شطورته ومطيعته🥺🐾
#كلبه_مطيعة #كتابيً

[~ @purelyylove]

Mood

[couple mood @cuddlesalways]

need

[Dylan 🖋️ @Dylandapoet]

Center Stage

The theatre purrs with silence,
rows of empty seats fading into darkness.
Only the stage lights burn,
casting you in a golden glow
as we sway, bodies pressed,
bare feet tapping over polished wood.

Your scent…something sweet, something sinful…
fills my lungs as I pull you closer.
My hands trace the spine of your dress,
fingertips teasing the silk
until it yields, slipping from your shoulders,
pooling at your feet in surrender.

You undo me slowly,
fingers unbuttoning my restraint,
peeling away my last defenses,
until nothing separates us
but the heat between our skin.

You sigh as I lay you down,
the stage cool beneath your back,
your thighs parting for me,
welcoming me into your warmth.

I slide inside, and you arch…
a soft gasp, a tightening grip…
your body drawing me deeper,
guiding me into a rhythm older than time.

Slow. Unrelenting.
Each thrust a claim, each moan an offering,
as your nails press into my skin,
marking me as yours.

The creak of a door.
A murmur. Footsteps.

But I can’t stop. Won’t stop.
Your body clenches around me,
dragging me closer to the edge.
Eyes locked, lips parted,
we fall…together, undone….
a climax so fierce it shatters the silence.

Then… applause.

Breathless, spent, I lift my head.
A full house stands before us,
faces lit with awe, hands colliding in ovation.

They came for a show.
But tonight, we gave them something more…
a performance no script could capture,
no encore could follow………