Overcome
As the pulsing quickened
each tiny pearl of salt laden lotion shifted
and swirled, in a perfectly decreasing cyclic motion
then they paused to gasp and to sigh
as their muscles did clench, release and again tighten
they each rode the same waves until both were sublimely overcome ..
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It's hot out there already without you turning up the heat Nev!
Yes, I'm melting here as well ... cheese n local cider in the garden methinks this eve ... but need hop in the shower before then ... cheers SC ... š
Disgracefully good!
You've phrased this so well here to take your reader on their own sensual journey without revealing a thing. You're at it again pesky Neville.
............... that'll do ever so nicely ... thank you sir & kindly š
I'm a dark horse. I'm rushing to meet her! lol.
............. take it easy .. pace ya self otherwise the only rush ya gonna get is either
1) straight to your head
or
2) straight to the hospital
............ other than that, enjoy š
Sensually as any and hotter than this scorching Sunday - - ah yes - I remember it well................x
............. Bless you dear friend Fay .. some things just can't be forgot .. can they not š x
After reading several of your recent posts, I have come to a conclusion that Iām jealous of you, your experiences and your talent.
.................................... please dont be jealous suresh ... I have a very good imagination thats all ... š
Hot write, Neville.
... It would probably sound too corny if I was to suggest I am overjoyed ... cheers tho' JR n truly ..
Wot? Hot over there? Winter here, hasn't got over 20 degrees C all week. Too cold to do much.... Could do an Oates I suppose.....not ready to go yet....
..... thank you for considering these words DD ... always appreciated sir ...
Clever and intriguing write Neville.
Andy
............................ bless ya GF60 .. š
'each tiny pearl of salt laden lotion shifted
and swirled, in a perfectly decreasing cyclic motion'
oh, ok - yeah, that
erm, washing machine
tumble and bubble, and its contents
instinctive friction
of pulsating, spontaneous symphony
a replayed metaphorical rendition
of their owners
once skin-tingling: mutually symbiotic attraction
as their serendipity's, beginning..
(funtastically, funtabolously
...erm, fun?)..
A steamy read, you know
for us who like a bit of washing machine
vivacious: tremble...
Ahem! lol
................................. a very respectable thank you is on its way L.B ...
Lotion Motion! Very sensual, was it the tanning lotion , or was it the motion afterwards lol
................. thanks for sticking with me throughout my friend .................. š
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