Beautiful curves
Like conjoined maltesers
She melted under your touch,
And you crunched away all her inner toughness
With each little nip at her neck.
It was hot and
She stuck to your fingers.
So you bathed together,
Hot and steamy
And then you melted too.
Jun 5, 2013
Jun 5, 2013 at 5:53 PM UTC
Beautiful curves
Like conjoined maltesers
She melted under your touch,
And you crunched away all her inner toughness
With each little nip at her neck.
It was hot and
She stuck to your fingers.
So you bathed together,
Hot and steamy
And then you melted too.
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