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A Darker Shade Of Pink

"Paint my clit a darker shade of pink"

Dreaming of you. Missing your touch.My unquenched desire demandsto drink from your quintessence. Totaste your sweet lips. One sharp bite fuels our desire. Wanting lips devouring.Fingers trailing thepath of your softness,coax an aria from your lips.  Breast caressed,Curved and erect. Rigid nipples, pinched and...

The Searing Hot Rush

"Which love is worth risking?"

The searing hot rushof our first touch burns,branding us hypocrites. The defiant wings of arrogance caress our feeble hearts. Our stolen weakness;soft kisses upon moist, dewy skinbecome lustful agony. I will meet you for ourdeceitful desecration. Blistering heatborn of the...

Canticle

"For Drifter"

Spellbound by your entireness, Your mind and its eminence; This canticle is your spell. Your musings are, the music, Your voice is, the melody, Your touch is, our tempo. The canticle embraces Our promise to honour Our sanguine union. A...