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Licks, tugs, upon erect peaks,
Kneading warmth, and sensuous tweaks.
Caresses and nuzzles, from luscious lips,
Soft whispers upon skin from seeking fingertips.
Hushed intentions, breathed into ear,
Smarting slaps upon a quivering rear.
Whispered fantasies to titillate and thrill,
Protruding body parts seek crevices to fill.
Canyon exploring, a yodel or two,
Causing passion flower to glisten with dew.
Arousal, lust, a bounty of sight,
The passion fruit's succulent delight.
Rock and roll, to and fro,
Ready get set, Go! Go! Go!
Deprived, primal, guttural growls,
The sniffing of musk, resulting in howls.
Panting, grunting, causing glistening sweat,
Almost there, but not yet.
Indulgences to make one gasp for air,
Expert manipulation, done with gusto and flair.
Baring of teeth, quick little nips,
Softly chewing on velvet tips.
The Sweet Little Death, reward for the toil,
Seeds bursting forth, flooding the soil.
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wow, you are quite the Goddess of passionate, beautiful erotic sweetness, intoxicating!! the wine of your words.
Foreplay should get, at the end, the earth moving.
Georg
Oh the passion flower shall bloom.
Hugs
Dale
WArmly, WArrior Spirit Lady Sheeeoox
BE SAFE!
STay Positive!
I was on my way to work, but me need
a cold shower now..
Happy days Comfort...
With love,
Ron