Erotica- Pleasure for maple syrup 3 Years, 10 Months ago
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Its not because she varies her movements
Or even that she forces me
on my stomach
and presses hard into my back
Its Not even when her thigh penetrates into my vulva
Or that smooth constant motion rising up in my pelvic floor
Or the synchronicity of her sword torching upwards to my heart
or Even her regal harmony that fills
every corner of my yet equal
Or her angled approaching topping the switcher parts of my odd
She is my rider
And I am her thrusting mutual muse
We foreplay the moments
Making the positions tang
This hip kindly participation
Her thriller friction is richly
A pleasure that stimulates rhythmic pitching
I am her catcher
I am her longings that desire worship
Its
Its
Its her intense vibrations
That climb
That journey me
That contact
Spice and adventure
Its
Its
Its
More that her sensational bump and grind
Its her
Its her
Heart
Mounting mine
Always and forever your sweet tarte
From the body of christ