To be read Slowly
By cait
Fingers splayed over soft flesh, left to their own devices to explore every fold. Every surface. Feel days old stubble turned to soft fuzz. Feel short rough curls and tendrils to force shivers. Swirl of an index, dip of a thumb, guide tongue to salty flesh and small pert pink nipples. Taste and lick and suck all flesh, navel, inner thighs, and essence of you. Fingers and tongue guide you, excite you, Harden you. Mold me to you; I'm waiting.did you read it slowly...? Written February 10th, 2002 © on Feb 09 2002 05:15 PM PST 0 • 16
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"Fingers splayed over soft flesh,..."