I can't help myself, theres nothing to be done,
brings out the beast in me, I'm not the only one.
Rutting, grunting madness beneath the sweaty sheets,
passionate groans as I sample all her womanly treats.
Slow, deliberate fondling, brings me to my knees,
nothing in this world, I would not do to please.
Acting like an animal, lust has taken hold,
God, I pray that, it never will grow old.
Mounds of pure delight, a pleasure to climb,
ass thats made for grabbing, passion is no crime.
She's my drug, I'm addicted, a habit I cannot break,
this lovely woman does own me, I know it's no mistake.
I can't wait to partake of her, fills every waking thought,
this kind of love and caring is always what I sought.
Author notes
Prompt: Habitually Passionate
Love you Tory.
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- Anything and Whatever by fairytalelovestory.
875 points, ended September 14, 2008, 48 entries
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well damn now you made me, hell i don't know lol ....
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Now this is the perfect kind of drug to have become a habit....passion. It is something we can seem to never get enough of in love and in life. It's a blessing indeed when one is graced with such a gift. Thank you for entering and good luck!
Blessings
Bel
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