My soul mate is that lovin' I smell from your flesh? As I revisit memories...here, there and everywhere all over your trembling body.
I move not from this bed, eagerly obeying as I lay watching and feeling you demonstrate your trials and tribulations in an extroverted, yet naked way.
I know these activities aggravate you.
Your sweat swears loudly in my ear drums as your past, present and future haunts you.
Gambling and scrambling for what's right and defending your morality is very painful. You want to hold back, but the begging of ejaculation, jails your homebound responsibilities.
The panting noises and moans are too much for you to even stand.
So (again) let my touches calm you down, let them help you in the chaos of your decisions, let it be what should be and then place your honest value on that!
I like to wallow in the afterglow myself. Feeling a women grip and owning my feelings is the best aphrosidiac in the world. Loved your poem thanks for sharing
In the predawn hours during a solitary ride on her ranch, Montana Freeborn collides with Seth Phoenix, centaur-turned-man and the embodiment of her psychic visions.
Synopsis
Zeke Milligan is stuck between a rock and a hard place. He is desperately in love with Lynn, but a dark secret from his past continues to rear its ugly head. Worse yet, he persistently punishes the love of his life for events that took p
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