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His touch was still on my fingertips, smooth, sweet, smashing, harmonizing, a mountain of spinning intellect, precise perimeters, his swag game dripping all over the city streets, heart-thrilling beats, spine-tingling songs, a booming galaxy moving across the stunning landscape. I dreamed of his dark skin moving so serenely over my body, pulling me into his cradle of galvanizing inventions, grand lands – rich, wide as tall buildings, twirling me into tantalizing dimensions, nuzzling the nape of my neck, whirling me inside his basement of sun-bright rhymes, drawing me further into his amazing attractiveness.  Sizzling steam rising in the midst, creamy consonants covered in Hershey chocolate, enveloped in whipped cream, the taste of his lovable lips leaving luminous feelings upon my soul, sparking the streets of my eternal seas.  I envisioned his divine desirability swirling me around and around like a rocking roller coaster, vivid vibrations running through my cells like rush-hour traffic, unraveling the many layers of my labyrinth, leading me towards a spaceship filled with innumerable dreams.
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Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 12:40 PM UTC
His Touch
His touch was still on my fingertips, smooth, sweet, smashing, harmonizing, a mountain of spinning intellect, precise perimeters, his swag game dripping all over the city streets, heart-thrilling beats, spine-tingling songs, a booming galaxy moving across the stunning landscape. I dreamed of his dark skin moving so serenely over my body, pulling me into his cradle of galvanizing inventions, grand lands – rich, wide as tall buildings, twirling me into tantalizing dimensions, nuzzling the nape of my neck, whirling me inside his basement of sun-bright rhymes, drawing me further into his amazing attractiveness.  Sizzling steam rising in the midst, creamy consonants covered in Hershey chocolate, enveloped in whipped cream, the taste of his lovable lips leaving luminous feelings upon my soul, sparking the streets of my eternal seas.  I envisioned his divine desirability swirling me around and around like a rocking roller coaster, vivid vibrations running through my cells like rush-hour traffic, unraveling the many layers of my labyrinth, leading me towards a spaceship filled with innumerable dreams.
travis-green
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travis-green
30/M/Middlesex, NC
Jun 16, 2019
Jun 16, 2019 at 12:40 PM UTC
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