Thursday, August 4, 2016

Primal

I'm in bed right now hahaha well should we say 😉
I sleep naked

as i dream of the seeing of that naked honesty
the flash of pillows as you ride a wave of harmony
free of logical needs, to the passion of a time without constraint,

to play as one with the finger tips to the pulsing rhythm of the universe
the hot flush, a simple deed that created .. of the need

the hot warmth of a hand on the wheel,
the slip of a tongue between biting teeth
slippery hot fingers to the rivers of her hot salted need..

to the velvet of her curves
in surrender
to unbound passion to her curves; her folds .. the sweat upon her lips as we kiss.
passion .. fire .. to fill a silence in sheets of white satin

to unbind her chains..
with the slender threads of a need
the hot shock of her tongue as it pierces my lips ...
in her heat that very moment

slipping into her chamber... as one would a tongue into a moist cherry
to suckle upon it .. until...
it popped

now cum for us
the words in your mind
on your lips
as honey in a kiss

she loved me in her heart, her body heat mystifying my body as we curled in the sheets
her hand upon my back my chest ...
her thighs moist with the salt of my thighs

pressed lip to lip ...
to kiss as we moved in that time
her finger tips caressing my thighs, my ass.. her tongue to my neck like a viper

a viper that quivered in a dance
her lips into my mind

that feeling she gave, our thighs dancing
pumping to the beat of heavy movements
to be lived

to be felt to the quiver of her beating heat
her lips bit mine ... thighs heaved in passion
her heat rising up
harder and harder

Mmmm yes - she moaned
her fingers dancing my back my thighs

she grunted in heat, gasped in it ... welling forth in moan after moan
whetted..

I want your dick she moaned... laughing gently in gasps..

dripping ... of rising heat - passion that grew inside
her lips quivering as she panted , i moved ... salty skin against her hands..

i mounted her deep...
the steady slap of our thighs together
building up the heat.. the sweet exstatic cry

i pumped into her ... hard - forceful .. needy

she becomes primal
she becomes - oh how she becomes a wind against my lips..

a motion to my hips
a welling dream of a river
bringer of life

cum for me i gasped
as she orgasmed
flooding over my balls
a tight rocking orgasm

her cry of surrender to her moment - as deep as mine was primal
passionate

we came

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