Short of breathA Poem by EricThought to add a couple snippets for varietyI can still feel her tongue warm in my ear
as she cooed and giggled at my tickled pleasure. Her sweet mewing like purrs
giving rise to bumps along my flesh. I avoided eye contact for the shy pleasure
of her necks naked flesh pressed moist against my own and we with quickening
breath inhaled together the fresh clean scent of her hair. At last pulling back to stare into eyes grown glossy with passion... © 2014 Eric |
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Added on June 1, 2014 Last Updated on June 1, 2014 AuthorEricSeattle, WAAboutInterpreter for sign language - mental health therapist I've written a novel but it needs something and I'm not sure what... hoping to get feedback to make it swoosh. more..Writing
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