Camelot

Camelot

Friday, June 14, 2013

This Morning

I felt him
This morning
Laying in my bed

Hands, large
Handling me
Roughly
From behind

Fingers groping
Gliding down
To the sweet
Spot
Between trembling
Thighs

Teeth sinking
Into
A shuddering
Shoulder
Ecstasy
In each bite

I moan
Pleasure
So intense
Breathing is
Denied

Lips I lick
Enflamed
Moisture lost
A thirst so strong
Only he can provide

I feel him
Inside
Grinding
Pushing
Pulling
Into me
So hard

It blows
My mind



*Allene Angelica*
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