Let
me drop my eyes
Aligned,
to the edge at the touch of your skin
Where
your thick thighs
Descend
to where my passions begin
Hinged
to the rapturous wait
Along
the contours of your exterior meat
Acoustically
humming to the tingling
Of
sensors awakened below my man-ness
As
my eyes near your pleasure’s end
I
feel your nails etch gently into my skin
My
palms bury your firm posterior
My
lips perch in your crotch
Inching
in on your labium
My
tongue cursorily flick its orifice
Continually:
gates of joy flow: a drizzle-drozzle
Wet,
we lose our-selves in unguided accuracy
23
July 2013. Ridge
6 comments:
Eish!! Sɛ wa'yi diɛɛ, erotica oh
Hahaha Boss. Enjoy.
This is graphic. LOL... It's good for the upcoming reading.
Whoa, now! *Tinglies in the no-no area*
Fredua yes o.
Roxanne eii *with thick Ghanaian accent*
But NY, am yet to be 16, u just defiled my thoughts, lol. The lady who inspired this eehh... *clears throat*
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