#brun
I await him, naked, head bowed, kneeling
With leather and rope he binds me tightly
Deft hands’ feather touches send me reeling
Melting candles ready, burning brightly
He blindfolds me then gags me with a bit
And through the darkness, slowly I am led
To a place where in pleasure I shall sit
‘til ecstasy claims me upon the bed
He’s summoned the small death from me thrice now
Three rounds; it does not end with my pleasure
“You’ll take and like what I give you,” he growls
We’re done when he pleases —at his leisure
After all the teasing, pleasing, and pain
We collapse together —one, once again
Mar 1, 2021
Mar 1, 2021 at 5:53 AM UTC
she's my sun and I'm her moon
she is electricity running
through my soul
she's the blood flowing
through my veins
Oh but she burns like *** on the fire
all her flaws are her charm
The way she tells me
I'm hers and she is mine
I love how she wakes
me up with kisses
every single mooring
cherry wine lips
so soft
warm and generous
Sep 14, 2016
Sep 14, 2016 at 2:40 AM UTC