Cream filled desire.

The silent whisper of musical notes skipping across my naked skin as your fingers tantalise and your lips leave a trail of lust filled kisses.

The deep lust filled thrust of need, searching inside for the moment of togetherness that sits at the tip of my clit at the tip of your dick. Deep thrusts…

Screams of passion tainting the air sucked from my lungs and dispersed into you in my glistening cum that soaks your glorious tongue.

And I am yours as lust entangles with desire and passion entangles with the soul and upon my knees
your creamy seed, you give to me.

Karen Hayward ©2016


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