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Taste, Delicate,
Suffer, Edge, Cotton
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Wednesday, November 7, 2012
Taste
She
was delicate and rough all at once placing simple kisses on my need. I threw my head back suffering in the sweet ecstasy
of her velvet tongue and well placed nips.
Gifted with the talent of well timed dirty words, she was my angel of
torture, taking me to the edge and back as she pleased. When the cotton cloud of lust in my head
subsided I was lost in her eyes the moment I saw hers. She timed it, well staring hungrily as she
swallowed my soul. I was hers to tease
and make beg for more.
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