Bawk Stories

Soaring upon your thrusts, Clinging to your whispers, My whimpers tangle in moans. I scream. Clutching your back, Colliding with sweat, I arc against you And take flight. Speeding into darkness Hooking onto shadows Severing should haves And should nots Gasping, groaning Fingers claw my heated flesh Strident growls Drug my mind Pleading in a hundred tongues Harder Faster You shove deep. My chasm floods, Milking your erupti...