Erotic

Pitch

I want to pitch a tent under the stars at Stonehenge. The stakes losing grip as our bodies erupt into voracious waves. The 5,000-year-old monument’s foundation rocked to its core by our sexual earthquake. If I run left or right for cover I hit your strapping tremor. Riding your harness, I climb to safety, draped…… Continue reading Pitch

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Euphoria

Beneath the caliginous sky, the twitching emissions of your jizz spider lures me into a web of a dripping erogenous modus operandi spinnerets of chuck-the-muck venom decollate my restraint, and my breasts acclinate, as our bodies steadfastly swim in lubrication I slither down into your concupiscent fangs which chew and ingest the soup of my…… Continue reading Euphoria

Erotic

Dessert

Cradle my kisses nursery rhyme embracing a tenderness’ layer. My sensations wilted by touch, your fingertips orgasm’s player. A maker of infinite candles burning with desire, nurturing the soul’s creation in me, sexual ambition’s fortune to conspire. A creature of habit, capturing fervor’s bubble, gratification between the sheets, exotic skills rampant in my head. An invitation to satisfy your cravings, quench…… Continue reading Dessert

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Heartstrings

I need not wait for the heartstrings to play, to hear a rhythm as your manhood becomes passion’s musical instrument. I only crave, and the utopia of your lust waltzes by, the deliciousness of you dancing inside. My lessons, the technique of bodies pulsating accompanied by orgasm’s piano to the melody of your erection, taught…… Continue reading Heartstrings