Heat, such
tender heat...
Drips from
my center to below, splattering merciless upon the bed as I moan...
Shivering,
shaking, the ecstasy prevails,
Mountains of
unknown pleasure leaking, speaking volumes from my tone.
Eyes wild,
shutting as sensory overload begins...
Only so many
sensations within, at any given moment may prevail,
Back arched,
sweat trickles down a well used thigh...
Butterflies
long gone in the fires of lust.
Thrust
around by able hands, ass up, groaning as the clenching thrives...
Yours to
command, not mine...
That
sweetest moment you pass over the ridge within, holding hips firm and taking
furiously from me,
That which
is given freely.
Drip, drop,
from my center lingers..
Long after
the tides of passion wane...
Yours,
Unintentionally
yours...more so, today.
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