Sugared simmering candied desire
you pulled from me
sucked it gently from my limp
body
and gave me honey as a treat
right under my teasing tongue.
Opened my hungry thighs
baby wide oh so wide like Grand Canyon.
Yes, I remember the feel
of your honey tongue
right there
between my spot
my hot spot and now I’m wet like a raging river
thinking of it and u are like poison sometymes...
U be that talented erotic man
sensual creative
like a brown-eyed café au latte tiger in my bed
I’ll call you my hazel-eyed jaguar
and let you run your butiful love
run wildly through my sweet jungle.
U are sugary
like C & H and I can’t get enough
of your delicious devotion
your sweet succulent desire.
U give me heavy hot hungry
deep damn orgazms that can’t ever be replaced
Only u can be that lickable luscious lovely man.
The 1
The 1
The 1 with creamy carnivorous desire
you simmering sexy sensations... just for me.
Only as you could u lusciously be doing....
A search for the ghost of a chorus girl chorine haunting a costume designer’s Manhattan apartment leads to an encounter with an eccentric, mischievous witch with the ability to send folks back through time…in this case, the 1919 Ziegfeld Follies.
Book 3 f of the Horses of Tir Na Nog Romance trilogy
CJ’s dreams continue, as she finds herself back at the Grand Bazaar in Istanbul. First, seeking protection for Rachel, then, the entire Sisterhood. (Actually, make that Sisterhoods; as there wil
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