Your finger in my mouth I don't want to talk anymore I don't expect anything from you At the same time if you want You can do anything with me We stay like this You tell me that I have to Suck your finger several times Repeatedly, again and again With your mask
Chin resting In the hollow of a familiar shoulder My whole body Laid on another My foot hangs out of bed To keep me fresh As if freshness would last I would say it's a day for lovers Breast beaded with shared pleasure That we lick with handkerchiefs and
I feel you approaching Waiting before speaking to me Looking at me without ever meeting them Once the evidence is established You make me follow you right there You perceive me in a hurry to be able to touch Knowing well that you don't have this intention You surround me in the corner of the wall Taking possession
My skin shivers so easily… This type of moment When all we hear Is our blood circulating so gently Taking the time To cover myself in lace I walk around barefoot The apartment remains on the lookout Everything seems confused Around me I feel the breeze It's
This morning I woke up seeing the glow directed, My warm body lying on my crumpled white sheets. Barely found on the side to feel my skin brushed, The lightness of the fabric surrounding me was enough, To feel my head begin to slip away. Towards a moment concentrated on
We arrived in this universe on a Saturday night. Our Valentine's Day evening, we had said. We arrive at the club. The bar at the back of the bar, and the house music in the background. We observe around us. Who will come to observe us tonight. We take a tour of the place.
You came in through the patio door. I had taken the trouble to leave it unlocked. I was waiting at the other end of the corridor, one hand resting on the wall. Despite the gigantism of the sweater I was wearing, it was just long enough to cover my buttocks but still allowed a glimpse of the
Before wiping himself on my pillowcase He pulled out, bloody Fixed on his cock, we watched it We watched it slide gently out of me As if curious to see if my blood had stained it I saw my thighs, the color of passion I saw his member come out I felt his member
You know what, I never told you But, sometimes I stop and think about your tongue. I imagine what you're doing And when will be the next moment when your saliva Can flow into my mouth. You know what, I never told you
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