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Focused Thoughts Do not visualize me now just feel me in your warm soft hands as you slowly guide my rigidity to the inviting oval gateway of your warmest place Know the rolling spasms of anticipation deep inside your soft wet spaces as I await the sigh that signals your relaxed time to draw me in Sense the stretching of your form as it enshrouds the smoothness of my passion's pike slowly moving toward that barrier of softest flesh Look inward to experience the movements of your rising thighs with knees and feet crossed over me to bind me to the soul of your desire Your trembling fingers moving now against the hardness of my cheeks, with painted nails kneading at the muscles there Rock hard but not a bit like the warm piercing lance that plumbs your depth and teases at your woman's keep Express your need to me as I pull back to leave my slightest bit within your sensual ring of inner lips just holding me Tethered to you as I taunt and watch your lust-filled eyes for signals as you slip beyond that place and you become the wailing siren expresses youir abandon Conjure up that moment when with urgency you pull me in and press your body toward me to possess me to my hilt with hard pelvic collisions Then focus thoughts upon that moment when you welcome my explosion to provide the finish marked by the wetness you now feel on this final word | ||||||||||||||||
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Just Once I need to feel you now dipped deep inside to the point where every bit of me is immersed within the reaches of your soul moving ohhh sooooo slowly with sensual strokes you dole out in ways you know will make me lose myself in you I need to hear your voice first in soothing teasing words that tell me that I move you far beyond that place where you can properly behave to that one spot where you moan and groan and sigh and simply cannot remember words at all I need to sense electricity moving from my skin to yours and raising flutters of desire that spasm from your toes and make your eyes roll back inside your head as you bite hard against your lip and scream improper things aloud I need to hear you gasp tonight awakening my wild beast to feel like I've taken you so forcefully it leaves a favorite gown in shreds lying as a silken rag upon a sweaty rumpled sheet where you could notice it and never care I need to make love angrily stripping away the part of you that pleases me as you coax me from the world to leave if only for a little while so I will not know at all the frustrating and harsh distraction's life entails I need to use you willingly and take all that you have to give just once and if I'm rough you'll understand that at this time its what I really have to have and what you want with all your heart because it fills my needs I need to fuck yes plain and simple without tenderness or caring as we've made love oh so many times before but just this once to ravage you roughly and hard and viciously to sate my anxious predatory mood I need to gaze upon your face conquered taken and consumed to the point where you can hardly lift your head and as I gaze into your eyes and sense the dull and swollen ache within your twisted form I need to know you understand that it was you who conjured up the beast this time and let him loose to satisfy your want to see me just one time without the cool control that rules my soul | Have you ever wanted more | ||||||||||||||||
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| and felt the chill of autumn on your skin |
First Cool Night We make love on the first cool night of autumn with my eyes entranced by the subtle sensuality of your shapely silhouette accented by the harvest moon and twinkling stars that shine against a chilled and blackened sky Through a slightly fogged up skylight with its tiny dewlike droplets gathering in the lowest corner I do not think about the swelling droplet that might strike against the naked and warm flesh of your femininity or could I even care Instead I let my ears and other senses weave a tapestry of feelings that slowly sweep me within a spinning vortex that engulfs me even as the cacophonous intonations of your release resound against the barren empty open space We reach that magic moment when your woman's scent pervades the florid spirit of your signature perfume it is not the same but better could you not know perhaps that at the second of complete release your feral instincts rage The coolness of the air does not begin to quell the passion's flame that rises after equinox to fuel the lusts that offers winter's warmth and that most human need for touch that saves the spirit from the solstice twilight that awaits So touch me now on this cold and damp October night and feel me deep within and when in darkness we have heard the sounds of passion spent then in the stillness of a chilly autumn's night we might forge the bonds of winter's love | ||||||||||||||||
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