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  • “La Prière de Lune Fleur”

      She bleeds emotions and writes her feeling down like ink, When you meet her, she appears emotionless and cold, But she’s just drunk off lies and betrayal, It’s an all too familiar drink You see she just wants to protect what’s left of her soul, Momma never understood her cries, Its blood on that…

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  • -Hidden Messages-

    I just long to taste you, to part your lips with my tongue and sip the passionate wine of your femininity until I’m drunk on your love. I want to be obsessed with you, an addict to the high of your yoni… ugh… drown me in the sweet waters of your oasis. If I die,…

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  • Intergalactic Love note

    My tongue probes your anatomy, Hands all over your heavenly constellation, Drown me, in the gamma of your waves, Spread your legs and slide your body down on me,

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  • Storm

    -Storm- We argued, We argued like lightning and thunder. Tears of pain cascaded down your cheek like droplets of rain streaming down the window pane. I stood watching you in silent in front of me; your shoulders heavy with emotions. The only sound that could be heard was that of the raging storm outside mirroring…

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  • Muscle Fatigue (Part IV Final)

    “I-I’M FINNA CUM!” She exclaimed. All I could do was grunt and moan like an animal, Jordan knew I was on the verge from the way my grip squeezed on her thick waist. Before we both knew it, simultaneously we had erupted, cum oozing out of her, sweat raining down our bodies. Every muscle fatigued…

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  • Muscle Fatigue (Part III)

    Jordan collapsed, her legs shaking from the release, but I wasn’t done, naw far from it. She got hers it was time for me to get mine. Gripping her ankles, I flipped her onto her stomach, spread her thighs, and grabbed her around her waist arching her back just the way I wanted. Bending down,…

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  • Muscle Fatigue (Part II)

    I turned Jordan over onto her back so I could return the favor, kissing her lips again, then her neck, her sweet milk chocolate nipples, belly button, and once I made it to her sweet spot I ripped off her panties as if I was tearing into a bag of Hershey kisses. Tying up my…

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  • Muscle Fatigue (Part I)

    One, two, three, keep going… breathe… four, five, six, almost there. Seven, eight, nine, and ten. I have never typically been a big gym addict, but over the past several months, things changed. Kem is my name and compulsive gains are my addiction. Not for health reason, but for the pain, the fatigue; I know…

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  • A Bite of the Forbidden Fruit (Part VIII, Final)

    Nevaeh leaned over and wrapped her lips around the tip of his dick. She then moved her other hand down between my legs working my manhood back to full salute. Once I was back at full-length Nevaeh swung over and mounted me. She pulled down her dress to her waist exposing those beautiful, full brown…

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  • A Bite Of the Forbidden Fruit (VII)

    Nevaeh put her hands to me just the way I like. She held out one hand, palm up, digits stretched. Her hands stroking the full length of my edifice, cradling it like a glorious idol. With her free hand, Nevaeh stroked the top of my dick, from the base to the tip. Nevaeh caresses me…

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