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Monday, August 13, 2012

Happy Moanday...... Devoid ....... Prose Poem

Contorted facial expression of passion lust, reflected from the mirror into the blue hue of her eyes,
Heat of lust seeped into her wondering fingertips; as they gently eased over her swollen moisten folds,
Once her fingertips penetrated past the swell of her folds, and fell into the soft pinkness of her wetness,
Her chest heaved,
Her back arched,
Her body tensed, then slightly shivered,  
After her body suspended in time for a second, 
Her lungs exhaled a soft moan, in contempt of surreal sexual pleasure...

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  1. Me (moaning all day long after reading this and thinking about it)

  2. Thanks sweet.. :) I'm having computer problems, if i disappear again, that's why..