As we slide beneath the heat of the blankets,
Legs entwined and wrapped around each other,
Like ivy on a tree,
I can't help but feel this warmth and
Happiness between my thighs.
And I gasp a high pitch sigh,
As your finger slips inside me,
And your tongue across my collarbone,
Gives me a feeling like no other.
Slipping and sliding in the nature of
My fluids, I can feel our goosebumps
Meeting one another.
Your tongue slides in and out of my mouth,
And my eyes roll backward, my back arches,
and my pelvis thrusts against your hand.
I don't think I will ever be dry again.
Oct 15, 2015
Oct 15, 2015 at 9:09 PM UTC
As we slide beneath the heat of the blankets,
Legs entwined and wrapped around each other,
Like ivy on a tree,
I can't help but feel this warmth and
Happiness between my thighs.
And I gasp a high pitch sigh,
As your finger slips inside me,
And your tongue across my collarbone,
Gives me a feeling like no other.
Slipping and sliding in the nature of
My fluids, I can feel our goosebumps
Meeting one another.
Your tongue slides in and out of my mouth,
And my eyes roll backward, my back arches,
and my pelvis thrusts against your hand.
I don't think I will ever be dry again.
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