Sipping each note of pleasure off your body. The rhythms keyed to the page are all out of pattern...
The musicians look back with minds dancing on the piano keys melodically challenging the autonomy
"who wrote this"...
The neighbors agree to this theme of insanity. Pleasure beyond meaning. Body submissions in our designed positions
My back bared the scrapes of failed grips. Sunken into me the depth reached infinite inviting moans
Sipping each note of pleasure off your body.
Sipping each note of gratitude off your body
Sipping each note of owning her off your body.
My pleasure surrendered to the high pitch notes I was no match for. My pleasure surrendered with the dampening explosion to your face
No trophy sufficient for this victory. Vivacious aggressions maintaining you in place for the pre-requisition courses. First course Bon appetite!
I swear I'll suck the damn scream out you with the buckle of your knees
Gluteus mouthfuls... rearing onto the tongue of punishment... submissions configured for flexibility. Tapping out does nothing for a chance at releasing. Dominating suctions with ass kisses and bites in every spot that tingles when you dream of me --- sexy tumbles into additional positions every script should read.
Your 69 failing to the conquer... don't you dare call her name
The tensions of suctions deepen
Creeping in lukewarm showers steaming in my arms against ceramic walls I deplore right into your desires
Tongue kissing every rendition to the meaning of your first middle and last name .... sessile grasps
Uncommon love games and uncommon ways to physically love every section beginning with your crane---ium
No true rules exist in single love affairs
Threesomes evaded my 27 years with gratitude extended to my possessive, jealous, and selfish nature holding me captive to dominating in the solidarity of us
I dare not captivate our partner in the threshold of expeditious tongue tours; get your passport stamped here & every love chamber we enter
Sipping each note of pleasure off your body
Creating the pattern of
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No being Mary Jane this addiction is incurable to those in denial for the amorous avidity welcoming the mania contributed to desiring this feast
The "I like my cake & eat it too" but I love my cake & the way you eat it too.
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