All my work is fiction. This story contains consenting adults in explicit nature.
The curve of your lips, The curve of your spine, The curve of your cock, All of it's mine. All my features, And all of my contours, The slit in my mound-- Every bit is yours. My tongue will slither, And slide along your skin. And you'll gently kiss me, Before you slide yourself in. Our passion will flourish, As our breath becomes bated; Our love will be nourished After so long it has waited....Read On