It's a slow torture
when I'm with him
the touch of his voice
against my skin...
...maybe it's the
masochist in me
when I'm held by his words
He is all I can see.
Me gusta tu aroma,
me gusta tu esencia,
me encantas toda tú,
en cada beso y delicadas caricias
derrochando amor y pasión,
me gusta fundirnos en un cuerpo
descubriendo demonios
avivando el fuego,
consumirnos en amor ...
Firm hands claim her curves in shadowed heat,
High heel arched as desire pulls her deep.
Her wet pussy grinds against his throbbing length,
Slick and eager, lost in lust’s sweet strength.
I kept pretending
this was harmless
just two bodies
sharing borrowed darkness
but my heartbeat
knew better.
It kept reaching for you
before I ever did,
slowly,
sinfully,
like a wound
that enjoys the bleeding.
Kiss me
the way you know best
slow enough to linger
bold enough to steal my breath
Hold me close
let the whole world fade
leave sparks in every heartbeat
leave memories that won't break
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Hardened nipples, femininity glistening, seeping with desire…she waits for the caress…the ‘kiss’…Anticipation heightens her arousal……amplifying her need to feel the bittersweet sting…my touch…surrendering to her pleasure…her bliss…her ecstasy…..🔥
Her touch feels like molten lava, as she trails her fingers over my skin…My nipples alive with sensation, my body burns with arousal…I long to feel her lips, her tongue between my thighs…I moan…desire surges…my femininity dripping…begging release…..🔥