Shortly stimulatedA Poem by ErgotDoesn't everyone wish for this?Destiny smiles, her teasing guiles with ravenous portents, Penetrating touch, shifting the soft skin asunder intense, intoxicating, incandescant miasma. A blood rush... quiet hush fingers dance around a mamilla flushed, Waist and legs girded, gripped, grasped, manipulated and infiltrated. Gasping, throttled and strangled, there is no love here. © 2011 ErgotReviews
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Added on December 20, 2011Last Updated on December 20, 2011 Tags: Strangers, penetration, arousal Previous Versions AuthorErgotAnywhere, CAAboutI just a shy person really, quite logical yet impulsive too. Dark and sensual poetry stimulates parts that no other medium can, and at the same time repulses a little. Being bound in a fleshy prison, .. more..Related WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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