Mar 2012
I lay softly upon you
breath in my
scent
stroke your nails
across
my back...
tease me with your touch
until such time
as he awakes
and once more puts me on.
breath in my
scent
stroke your nails
across
my back...
tease me with your touch
until such time
as he awakes
and once more puts me on.
Written by
DieingEmbers
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