The Deflowering
"Lips of my vagina throbbing, clitoris swelling, like the flower in his hand waiting to bloom."
Goosebumps. Shivers.All things I felt as Adam stroked a poppy petal against my clitoris. Brushed it up and down, coursing electricity through my veins.Lips of my vagina throbbing, clitoris swelling, like the flower in his hand waiting to bloom. Raindrops...







