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Apr 2014
That single moment we touch
You whisper my name
Our guilty pleasures, a hunger
My temptress you tame

Upon a brass bed
Enthralled, we are one
Our love filled with lust
Our desires succumb

The warmth of your lips
Touching with taste
Our hands entwined
To make love without haste

Fascination reveals
As out clothes shed with perfect ease
A playful nibble to the neck
Such an appetite to please

Wet lips pressed together
They make love real slow
Your hands pull through my hair
Our bodies in passionate throes

A gentle touch of my breast
Awakening my sin
Lower you explore
Shivering within my limbs

Falling into your embrace
I relinquish control
As you ravage my essence
My rain overflows

In a climatic eruption
I call out your name
My body still squirming
You tenderly caress my face

Our bodies align
I can taste the salt of your sweat
Making love with such a frenzy
Silk sheets on the bed

Two have become one
Seduced within each others grace
Your river has overflowed
Your wetness invades

Our bodies are on fire
As we taste each inch of flesh
Fulfilling each others needs
We are both left such a mess

Laying in the afterglow
The sweetest kisses are met
We start to make love once more
Wet bodies, damp bed
LuLu
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       RuthAnne and LuLu
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