Plucked from a fathers garden in the midst of a delicate bloom swept away by his thick darkness surrendering under the palest moon her eyes told seductive secrets her lips never dare to speak slowly he stripped her naked the divinity his to reap Lips travelled recklessly intoxicated by a taste of scotch her body slowly melted swollen and aching in the crotch minutes became hours locked in a bedsheet grip legs tremor with orgasms as his tongue flailed like a whip Her thighs an ivory canvas finger painted with light bruises the body had surrendered willing and his as he chooses rough hands became a necklace breaths became a luxury her pussy hot and inviting for manhoods introductory Skin laced in unholy sweat each pant full of hot lust famine plagued her soul hungry for every thrust her eyes drained of secrets dimmed in a sultry glow their bodys fused as one as the rhythm began to slow In her ear was a soft whisper a message short and sweet he climbed off his plunder as she lied glowing in defeat a renegade raven lock of hair a curious finger began to twirl those words over and over ringing out my good girl
Posted on: Sun, 20 Oct 2013 13:24:49 +0000
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