IF I NEVER SEE YOUR FACE AGAIN
09-28-2013, 01:51 AM
isardis
He would saunter for her proximities, aware of the ripeness of her womb, following eagerly the twisted body of the river-bed as her small frame would loiter ahead. She had called him, granting him the awareness of her season, sending his mind busting with thrill as he would so elegantly approach; flaunting himself for her eyes, for her desires. He would loom from her behind, drowning in the luxuries of her scent, only to have the woman turn upon his arrival; to drag his prize from his reach. But his spirits wouldn?t be tarnished, not just yet. He would waltz, to aim to manoeuvre to press his chest against her shoulder, to bump firmly into her company as his jaws would reach immediately for her scruff, only to send muffled lyrics crawling free, ?Do you want this as bad as your body so screams, my russet beauty?? |
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