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Plump. Your eyes tell no tales...
The classical light brown that they are. Piercing through the heart of my soul like fire on an arrow's head.
Your skin soft like satin and lace, your kisses hard, passionate like a heated heart race...
Beating faster and faster...hungry for blood.
You pull away, leaving me cold. I lick my lips to savor the taste...of you and your wanting.
Your lips sweet like a cherry plucked by the watering mouth, plump and tempting
Plump like a peach, spilling nectarous orgasms among us...
It is licked, ravaged, rippled away
Scents rage the sexual fuss...
Yet, your eyes tell no tales...
Your body says it all
From the waves rolling through your body to the way your chest falls...
The grip of your hands, the shudder on your skin
The shiver of your plump, bitten lips...
The movement of your head, the sweat running down from your chin...
Yes...
It says it all.
The roaring pool of your desire as you pull me in...
Deep.
And deeper...
Until we wash up on erotic shore...
Forever in sensual sleep, my eternal paramour...
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* There is some more to follow this. It is going to be more of like a poetic prose...however that goes but this was a start
Peace.
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