Underneath the Christmas Tree

"You are all I need this Christmas"

Snowflakes are forming in the frosty air,And pirouetting towards the groundTo the tune of a certain Mariah songA melody so beautifully playedThat echoes upon the easterly wind. Throughout the winter’s wonderland,Whilst we’re in a lovers embraceUnderneath the mistletoe, on Christmas EveWarming...

The Faithful Hotwife

"His "Hotwife""

From the pleasures I get.I've grown to love that word.Perform for him I willfully do.Disrespect for him I can't.He fathered my children. Which he can no longer do.My needs however never wane.Always there he sets me free.He loves to watch what...

Morning Glow

"The ultimate kiss"

 We lay in blissAs morning comesFlooding our roomIt's golden glowDraped across your thighFrom the night beforeYour beautiful cockSo thick and longStill limp and softReflecting in the sunRaw masculinity it speaksAs my lips open to caress And suck my rewardYour cock begins to swell Feeling it grow...

Words Of Love

"Use them wisely..."

Matters of the heartOften misused Seldom understood Many were silent Some spoken In the blink of an eyeGone for eternityLike daggers to the heartYour words invaded my soulFalling to the groundI wanted to die Like leaves from the treeYou crushed my heartBut spared my soul For me to survive You must leave foreverAs you departRemember...

I want to remember you this way,slowly pulling into the night untethered,silken hair still dancing in December wind,eyes always tinged not with lovebut something almost as sweet.Earlier we were drinking in wineand all the songs that I can't confess always make...

A love so rareAnd hard to defineCreated through chaosInto words divineA love that ignitesAnd soars through the cosmosWaves of brilliance dance like the Northern LightsA love that completesLike a missing puzzle piecePicture becomes wholeA love that turned the tidesSweeping me...

Shifty Fades Of Beige 2

"The sizzling, taboo busting romance of the century continues..."

The VillaFor a superficially distant and cruelly sardonic man, Conan Steel was a surprisingly generous and attentive lover, at least away from the Rumpo Room. There he was the hammer and she the anvil, he dominant she submissive, but here...

heart and soul.

"where does it end?"

Where does it endOur heart is the soulThe soul is our centerTrue love never diesSo where does it go Without love we wither The heart never existedIf the heart of our soul diesWas there ever true loveThe entropy of love can be realSo did it...