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Jul 2014
I put my face in your hair and stroked your face
you bit my neck and pulled my hair
I placed you on my lap
and removed your petals one by one
our sweat mingled together, became one and beaded off our bodies.

My eager tongue, rolling amidst your petals
feeling you arch, as we roll together
the many layers of you
responding to my desire.
rolling tongue, plunging tongue
seeking your secret places.

I won't be happy until I'm deep inside you
until I've found the perfect rhythm to pleasure you.
until I've heard you moaning my name as I carry you higher.

I'm hungrier after tonight, love.
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