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less than perfect
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less than perfect less than perfect a night out on the town less than perfectly attired the worse for the wear and a drink short of sleep nuzzling at your throat feel the searing heat of you searching across your body to undo and unzip and un-attach your clothes and buttons and you place a hand on my chest press me back onto the bed your lips at my lips hungry pulling your own clothes off untangling confusion of my belt bodies bouncing against each other my hardness an awkward presence between us and brought by us your hand brushes past it my body lifts as if by strings now I rise and we plunge to bed together entangled and equally hungry how wet these kisses as my hands sweep over your buttocks rich over your thighs melting the core of you molten our tongues and lips in sync and then a kiss broken so I may kiss your breasts take a nipple and lusting adore your fingernails dig into my back as I suck hard on nipple taut and we must move apart to gain greater access to those places most sensitive most reactive to touch and kiss and lick my tongue flat and swirling across your thigh to edge of your juices taste your exotic tang on my tongue shudder and shiver and declare more, yes, there, now, more and we rock together setting rhythm with hands in hair hips<b> locking </font></b>tight as gasp a pause at top of roller coaster then falling falling falling to pleasurable oblivion all thought dismantled body shaking and contorting every muscle sparking breathless and so alive holding your slick sweatiness the burning heat of this precious idol at the end of another night a less than perfect night on the town made memorably indelible by this perfect taste of you. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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