Another World
one deep
her scent
stirring
all
exhilaration
hangs
in the air
tongues
touch
expressing what soul yearns for
as we peer
and know
truth
tongue explores
circling, wildly
every curve indulged in
eyes close
lips clutch playfully
taking her in
gripping
back
legs
stiffen
quivers
nipples
firm
aroused
chest
flush
deep shudder
grips my neck in ecstasy
10-6-2001 6:58pm
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