Poem -

Bull's eye

Tongues gliding and entangling with each other.
Bodies brushed against feeling every bulge
His hand fondled with the apex of her legs
Teeth grazed against the nape of her neck
Moans of contentment released from her lips
Creating sweet agony he ceased at the nearing of her release.
He became excited upon the sight of folds dripping in her sweet nectar
Seductively he stared at her lavishing the taste
She wriggled and shivered by his touch
Alarmed at the sudden entry of his cock gliding towards her g spot
Nails dug in his back, teeth marking his shoulder, groans filling his ears with every thrust
His knee buckled and vision blurred as she let herself go all over his shaft..
She felts soft, sweet, enticing...
He pulled out creating a Picasso all over her body
Energy drained, he collapsed
Regeneration needed for another upcoming encounter

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Kimmy Alan

"Creating a Picasso," now that's a hot metaphor.

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sparrowsong

Hello Taiisa...

Great write!

BULLSEYE!

GREAT SHOT!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Taiisa Nicome

Thanks so much for the feedback, glad you liked it

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