In your deep concupiscence
You open your petals
wide and shameless.
I give your firm conunctious
steadily with my tongue
until you pull your hair out
and creamy thighs
wrap around my head.
They squeeze me until
I cannot breath.
You look at me
as if I am
some sort of savior.
For this moment
In your world
I am.
In a list
A contest entry
- It's all about love by Sound of Madness.
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Comments
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Thanks for entering this into my contest. I like how you're metephoic in some places. I wish you much luck.
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I will just ask Cannonsfire to tell me the meanings lol... then again... I don't think I need a dictionary.
Time for me to hit the shower!


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Ok well its hot even if I have to now go look up the words!






