Pure pleasure

kitty the naughty poet

Pure pleasure....

 

Sensual lips as they skate down my flesh

flicking tongues over my sensitive neck

nibble on sweet skin with sharp teeth 

before laying me down upon the soft pillowed bed

full of erotic sensual pleasures

caressing fingers around my back

to pull me closer to your godlike body

my Viking King feeding my fantasies

with the dig of your fingernails

sharp as they thrust into my skin

giving in to the pains pleasures of pure fantasy

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Comments2

  • orchidee

    Now I can't say I've had much of this. Should I try it?! heehee.

  • 2781

    I know one thing for sure, she's not describing me.



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