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Mar 2018
Her sun-kissed face was painted shy.
Closed eyed, her lashes shimmer.
Redden lips pucker,
our feelings glimmer.

Limbs brush, grind then speak.
I place my hand under cheak
and spank the skin with my own.

Our cloaks of royal stitching
mingle exposing, panels of flesh
Twined minds wrapped
a couple meshed.
I was trying my hand at subtle adult, inspired by love.
Lahkeesha Ghastin
Written by
Lahkeesha Ghastin  34/F/Appleton, WI
(34/F/Appleton, WI)   
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   arizona
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