To smell your body, to taste your flesh, to hold you still while you erupt in my grasp...........these things I remember.
Monday, July 2, 2012
It's dark and quiet. A cool breeze drifts aimlessly in, meandering it's way up from somewhere deep within the lair. A faint scent of perfume taunts my senses, and once again my imagination stirs.
To smell your body, to taste your flesh, to hold you still while you erupt in my grasp...........these things I remember.
Smile softly, gaze longingly, and never depart in haste.................
To smell your body, to taste your flesh, to hold you still while you erupt in my grasp...........these things I remember.
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you always soeak to my heart snd soul...Jules
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