Sexual brewA Poem by Dark Messenger
In fact she was just like my coffee that night.
My mug half way filled with her strong, almost tantalizing brew. Carnation milk, to give her a certain medium brown color. With a perfectly added thickness, just enough for it to fill my mouth with her pleasures as she fulfilled my desires. Her brown sugar gave the brew a sweetness irresistibly delicious. Warm and fresh to keep me through the long nights ahead. © 2015 Dark Messenger |
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