Your raven hair drapes
my bronzed back.
I attack your neck and
breasts, beamed by the
moonlight, I carry you to
Nirvana on a chariot made
of steel.
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Author:
Thomas W Case (Pseudonym) (
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Comments7
Visually hot. Sets the pulse racing. Great brevity Thomas.
Thank you so much.
You are truly an inspiration!
Thank you.
My bloomin knickers are flying off the clothes line lol oh Thomas such passion I see a very dark haired beauty in this maybe even latin. Kudos such huge passion and emotion in so very few words. 🌹
Lol. Thank you, sweet Teddy.
another fine write Thomas.
very impressed.
Thank you, kind sir.
Glad some ones are having fun, with a spot of Nirvana! lol.
Lol.
Good intimate words Thomas.
Andy
Thank you.
A fine write, mate, and love the clips on YouTube too.
Thank you, my friend. I truly appreciate it.
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