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Coveting Shadows

Coveting Shadows

Slam me down....and slam...into me...
 

 

Plunging and pulling.... grasping and gripping...thighs pulled a part...arms held down.

Snip my words...pull them away...

 

 

 

Rip out screams....yells...shouts of pure pleasure....

 

Shadows watching.... urging for more....much more...as if they hunger....covet for our touches to linger...

 

Cage me in....into your body....

 

 

Taste the salty...sweet.... dripping honey dew... you force from me...

 

 

Bodies intertwined.....sunken in sheets....coarse on actions....refined in nature...

Like sleet.... shattering the earth...that was once light flakes....of powder...

 

 

Watch me writhe....ride.....as our conjoined hips rock.....and push...farther....faster....more....give me it more...and when you've reached that....blessed brink...make me beg for that encore....that orchestrated symphony....

 

 

As it's notes pour into me....and make me weak with ecstacy....

 

Take me for what I am.....a delicate....rosey...form...

 

Give me... what you are...rough....firm... brazen strength...

 

 

 

Watch me tremble as you separate our beings....and further more collapse into.... satisfaction ridden slumber....

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Neville

I thoroughly enjoyed the ride .. thank you and to quote L'Oréal..
Because ya worth it, please accept the like, the pin and the x5 stars all of which are on me ..

All Good Things, Neville 

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