Intertwined like earth and time motionless and empty aftermath of blissful pantomime. Empty yet insatiably fulfilled Still feeling the throbbing from the release instilled. Intertwined, full of desire Rhythmically undulating pacifying the inner fire. Closed around his pulsating size, I uncontrollably twitch and feel his satisfaction on my thighs, wetting them bit by bit....
This is a poem a friend wrote.. she didn't want to submit it herself so I submitted it for her...
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