Need

Need

A Chapter by Dean

Her soft red lips, her sweetest kiss

Her smell of aphrodisiacs.

Her gorgeous hair falling in rings

Around her gorgeous face.

I cannot fight the urge to hold her,

To kiss her, to touch her.

I need her.

A silver ring lies on her finger

A perfect smile falls on her lips…

I hunger for her constantly,

Her scent leaves me in pain

Sweet orgasmic innocence prevails…

Oh darling girl I surely need you…

What would I not do for a sweet kiss.



© 2008 Dean


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