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Mid Morning after St Patrick's Day
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Mid Morning after St Patrick's Day Mid Morning after St Patrick's Day Don't wake me from this crumpled sleep let me lie here still and dream over the night which was before the cool early morning hours we stumbling returned home our feet following old pathways as our lips did also find the tip of tongue and bare skin tumbling down when we got within how hot your body burned sheathed in alcohol and passion our kisses scattered shots yet they land with lustful force and teeth tore back buttons and hands undid zip and belts there was a need to view anew the taut sexuality of you I saw the desire in your gaze reflecting that which was within mine you woman true of belly curved breasts the fruit hanging lush and neither of us thought to blush as every part of me accepted every single part of you the lines angular and curves full demanding me take all of you my kisses searching cross your skin to blow upon the fire lit within the grins and cooing as against each other we moved our bodies no athletic convention of sport the sport was of our own invention legs around waists drawing in arms holding leverage and weight these kisses brought us alive this rutting eagerness as we mate take me and take you and take the night this day and dawn as we sensually extract and elicit every groan and kiss and moan so hot with alcohol we burn celebrating in cheered salute in turn St Patrick's Day and green beer the fact we two are linked here the heat of your molten core the nails raking again demanding more in this shadow of St Patrick's Day loving living with abandon such trust in you can show the total honesty of each other so let me doze a little longer so fatigued a sleep make me stronger then when I am awake we can stay in bed and begin the foreplay of celebrating each other once again. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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oh we have plenty of cheaper wine, as approved by various ill clothed wanderers consuming from paper bags in parkland settings, and beside shopping centres.... Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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now I am thinking you are ignoring the posts, and only reading the brilliant and witty comments i apprehend to said posts  hope you had your floaties/waterwings so you did not go under in the spa, or when drinking the Wolf Blass...which is one of Australia's wines, among many many fine ones...  (This comment sponsored by Australian Tourism).. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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AH...WELL.....Yes, yes it is...sensual writing......(okay this may still be an error by the website, but I am looking on the positive side...) Hope SoCal is enjoying the Spring... Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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I have heard from more than expected that the partying spirit was not neglected St Patrick toasted with drink and fornication enough it seems to drown and sate entire nations.  Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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