He lays me down
We lock eyes.
Two young animals
Seeking a prize.
Exploring hands
Tentative lips
Swirling tongues
And gyrating hips.
I arch upwards
As he groans.
Then his teeth find my neck
And it is I who moans.
He thrusts fast
And we both rise
Arms holding one another
But reaching the skies.
Nipples here
Lips right there... right there
We're getting loud
Don't even care.
Arching and grinding
Both in utter devotion.
Trying to comprehend
What has set this in motion.
His lips like scalding waters
But strangely cooling
Reach something primal
And leave me drooling.
We're soaking in each other
A sensual mop.
And I know he didn't plan to
When I whispered "don't stop."
And then I'm awakened by my boyfriend
From my non-reality.
And I hope I truly am awake then
As I beg him to kiss me.
Yeah well, still, it sounds
Yeah well, still, it sounds fun, doesn't it?
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It does. But i can wait to
It does. But i can wait to experience it
I'm sure you will one day.
I'm sure you will one day. Just don't give it up to the wrong one. Be discerning, each will leave their mark and be a part of you forever.
Did you draw your profile pic?
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Unfortunately i didn't but I
Unfortunately i didn't but I have drawings like it.
I just loved the draqing immensely and took a picture of it