flood me every night
By aiwaz
she moves to him like a monsoon storm and takes him softly in her her hands trembling with unforgiven yearning of stinging embers, blood bite kiss he trickles hotly in her mouth as she folds him into the flesh of her lips and pulls her down her ladder rung by rung frantic feast of tooth and tongue inch by quivering inch surging sigh by screaming sigh for liquid sex tropical storms when theres nowhere left ...to hide... Written February 12th, 2002 © on Feb 12 2002 11:21 AM PST 0 • 16
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"she moves to him like a monsoon storm..."