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a trickle of blood

seeps passed my lips

so harsh was the press

of our lustily shared kiss

my loins burn

my flushed face twists

your thick, milky juice

mixed with mine

trickles reluctantly

out of your still flexing flesh

I release your mouth

still shuttering

from

the grip of that creature

that abducted us as one

named aptly enough

Orgasm...............................

(Nov. 18,2008 12:35pm)