Kiss πŸ’‹ #original poetry

KissKissThese lipsThey are eager for your gentle touchThe anticipation of soft skin against skinTenderMoistOh how I love the sensation of your tongueGliding ever so slowly around my ovalMoving deeper insideTeasing my anticipationIncreasing my driveFeeling warmth and compassion each time our lips collideI can’t take the multiple explosions anymoreSo I moan some form of your nameBegging... Continue Reading →

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