Can you feel it, that
lingering vapor in the air?
That same one that
emits from your skin,
resonating original sin,
tempting me to dive right
in and taste the nectar
of seductive nature
my satisfying caper.
Come to me now,
collapse in my arms
grasp my hulking frame,
feel the boiling prurience
permeating like electric mist,
invading you subconscious
through inhalation cycloning
to your feral chamber of inhibition,
tap dancing across your spastic
atrium your fighting so hard to
keep me from seeping in;
a thousand feathery breaths whimper,
from your magic button,
so wet you have become;
I haven't even placed a finger
upon thee now your juices begin to run.
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Author:
Whisperingquill (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 27th, 2017 12:16
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Comments1
When I started reading this I totally did not think it was about what it is really about lol. But I like it, I have one like this but not as detailed... I'll publish it tomorrow if I get a chance
Thank you for the read I look forward to reading yours I'm subtle lol
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