Finally I....take off my cool..to be warmed by the heat that rises from you..our mentals are needy...for the release we both crave..hoping it comes slowly not quickly..you grip hips..I taste lips..you whisper..I moan..pulses quicken..bodies glisten..from greedy hands on all skin exposed..beating fast..hearts on overload..but wait..all clothing is still on..pull all the desire out of me..You are my Eros, I am your Psyche..sexual awakening..but not mythology..we are not a myth..kiss me cupid..leave love on lips..we slip into each others consciousness..now we are naked..hands covering flesh..plunder me..mouth tasting skin..hungrily..devour each others intimacy..drenched in a unison climax..ecstasy...
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2b2b2 says: Brilliant Capture.....Bravo....ONE |
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Dreka says: This is erotically beautiful. |
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Took Off My CoolFinally I....take off my cool..to be warmed by the heat that rises from you..our mentals are needy...for the release we both crave..hoping it comes slowly not quickly..you grip hips..I taste lips..you whisper..I moan..pulses quicken..bodies glisten..from greedy hands on all skin exposed..beating fast..hearts on overload..but wait..all clothing is still on..pull all the desire out of me..You are my Eros, I am your Psyche..sexual awakening..but not mythology..we are not a myth..kiss me cupid..leave love on lips..we slip into each others consciousness..now we are naked..hands covering flesh..plunder me..mouth tasting skin..hungrily..devour each others intimacy..drenched in a unison climax..ecstasy...  |
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