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Your love makes me high When you’re lying next to me And you’re pressed up against me And your hand slides across my skin Over my hip and down my thigh I can feel myself floating Oh how I long for your touch Your… Continue Reading “I’m High”
when I gaze at her soft lips I desire nothing more than to feel them between my teeth followed by my tongue sliding slowly and meticulously along one and then the other I want to savor the twisting dance of her tongue and mine… Continue Reading “Soft Silky Lips”
her beautiful smile draws me in like no other all I can imagine are those soft wine red lips cursing crashing crushing my own her tongue licking mine my teeth biting hers becoming delicate and tender turning rough and brash and dirty I picture… Continue Reading “Hummingbird”
Pull me into your arms Look deep into my eyes Brush my hair aside Let your fingertips graze my neck Lingering Stroke my throat Before bringing your lips to mine Gently at first Crush, taste, and devour me Trace your hands down Along my… Continue Reading “Fly Away”
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