Temporary Blemishes
Oh’ my word, how I loved the feel
of that smooth,
yet still, undulating ridge between
my fingertips and thumb ..
And how indeed, I used to love
the tastes of salt
and cotton, on my very hungry,
swollen tongue ..
And even now, I can distinctly
recall, how I would trace
ever so slow, across the subtle
curves of those already
deliciously fading indentations ..
Yes those, left upon
the flat of her belly for only a few
brief moments when,
she first slipped out of her panties ..
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Author:
Neville (
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well that took my mind to a far better place Neville.
come here and shake my hand....
thumbs well and truely up!
I always grossly appreciate a good thumbs up my friend cheer 😎👍
Funny how stimulation is often found in the least expected places and moments. We all have such in moments of intimacy and its always a pleasure to recall them. Thanks for pushing the sex button. It was fun. - Phil A.
That'll do nicely Phil, I am glad you stopped by .. Neville
Ah, you devil. Lol. Great work, my friend.
Cheers Tom, much appreciated .. Neville
Wonderful loving words Neville.
Andy
Thank you my little golden wonder 😎👍
Explain no more of that ridge, or I will swoon! lol.
... So be it
Nicely done, mate.
Thanks Tom .. Neville
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