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Aching flesh calls To aching flesh Chests touch Lips compress Part Wet tongues intersect Clothing shredded into tatters And scattered Hesitation abandoned Nails on hot skin Lips leave marks on necks A patchwork of red and pale Never fail hips slip inside Two become one As the fervor increases Pheromone aura releases And a story is added to the tower of pleasures Vibrating Pulsating Slow rhythmic thrusting Clasped Grasped Connected in four places Pleasure painted faces Individual palates blending Pulling apart and separating So that eyes can lock in ocular embraces Unification of purpose Invisible bonds reinforced As tremors cascade from fluid cohesion One thousand demons scream in the ashes of a dream, As one, that were two, become Legion.
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Aug 23, 2012
Aug 23, 2012 at 10:53 AM UTC
Legion
Aching flesh calls To aching flesh Chests touch Lips compress Part Wet tongues intersect Clothing shredded into tatters And scattered Hesitation abandoned Nails on hot skin Lips leave marks on necks A patchwork of red and pale Never fail hips slip inside Two become one As the fervor increases Pheromone aura releases And a story is added to the tower of pleasures Vibrating Pulsating Slow rhythmic thrusting Clasped Grasped Connected in four places Pleasure painted faces Individual palates blending Pulling apart and separating So that eyes can lock in ocular embraces Unification of purpose Invisible bonds reinforced As tremors cascade from fluid cohesion One thousand demons scream in the ashes of a dream, As one, that were two, become Legion.
saul-makabim
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Aug 23, 2012
Aug 23, 2012 at 10:53 AM UTC
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