Lust travels from her pen to my lips. She visits places my imagination would never
think to go. When I think of need, even
hers, its common and male. With her scribbled
paintbrush of amazing words she shows me the very same landscape in Technicolor.
I am in the room running my tongue across
her salty skin, hearing her soft moans and enjoying her whimper as I gently
bite down on her nipple. From a thousand
miles away she has the power to make us peak together in a vivid rainbow of
desire. All because of her amazing pen.
Artist/Photographer/Model/Original Poster: Paraty Dream
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