TORN #5

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I parade my goods
in front of you
every move
entices
and
has us both
on the edge
barely breathing
as I anticipate…
your
fingers claw at
my roundness
kisses looking
for an opening,
thirst
unquenched
Bodies
writh
clothing torn
giving access to
palms
that
pull me into
your
hardness
oh my god
how wet
we both
are
sliding
our
folds over folds
lips on lips
clit on clit
a crescendo
of our sounds
fill our ears
blind to only
our
destination
we
uncontrollably
dance
in our bent
and crooked
way
until
we are
very
still

~These words are from my heart to yours. My thoughts spun to words. Be kind and respect them.~

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