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  • Lunar Petal 28

    So close and yet so far away. We find that the silence can get so loud that it’s heartbreaking.

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  • Sweet like Honey

    I love the taste of the honey that drips from your lips. Say that I’m the only one when I grab you by The Warm softness of your Hips. Tell me you love me with the pain of your fingertips. @sexwithluna ©Amir

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  • Heartbreak Clichè

    I lay in this bed wasting away, Locked in a cell in my head, Held prisoner by thoughts of my sweet Caroline, I was hers but never was she mines I knew we would bend but never break, I said stay, she said no waits. So now I’m going through yet another heartbreak clichè. @sexwithluna ©Amir

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  • Love And Chess

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  • Medication

    Writing is my medication, I found pure salvation from this devil called depression. I thought I found a pill when I kissed your lips You said, and I quote “I love you,” was it all dialogue from a tragic script The ink from my pen spill like blood Words form on paper like a tattoo…

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  • Issa Snack (Pt. III)

    I was tongue deep into that yoni, your clit swollen and throbbing from all the tongue lashing. I softly hummed directly on it as I continued to stimulate your body with my fingers. I placed three fingers into your pussy while using the thumb from my other hand to keep playing with your ass.  …

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  • Issa Snack (Pt. II)

    You feverishly rode my tongue. I licked and sucked your yoni while your hands played in my locs. Just how long has it been since you’ve had your pussy catered to like this? How long has it been since anyone took the time to give you a good tongue bath? I lifted your legs over…

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  • Issa Snack (Pt. I)

    For a while now, we’ve been playing these games with one another. Flirting and sexting, the occasional late-night freak talk of all the things we would do to one another. All this did for me was manifest an insatiable hunger for you, yes, you. The one that had been the cause of all my erotic…

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  • Mind Reader — Sharpest Perception a Road Less Traveled

    The way he read my mind was as like he resided there, without fail- reading my raised goose bumps as if my desires were lifted- brail. Both exchanging compliments of greatness to give, no longer the forks’ in the road in search of cages– for the heart’s soulmate, too live. Found his words tasty as […]…

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  • No Hero

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