"You naughty girl."
"Only for you."
His hands push on her shoulders resting in between her thighs. A sweet kiss shared between the two sex Crazed lovers begins the story of poetic moans.
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Do you want to feel the softness
of your tongue on mine,
Our fingers trying to intertwine.
I want to feel you slide into me,
hard and warm,
Desiring to hear how your
next moan forms.
Your mouth tightening,
Staring into my eyes watching as the times flies, my pleasuring cries echoing in the room.
YOU ARE READING
Desire
PoetryThe place between those thighs leak of the beauty that I lust for late at night.
