“You grab me by the horns to slow my riding of the bull. Your face is covered with rotten black kisses, but it never deter our sways. Like a black cloud my voluminous hair covers us both, encasing us in forbidden darkness. We sound like beast more than anything during our collision. Consistent colliding of lust filled bodies echo like the slap on the bottom of a newborn baby. We simultaneously cry out as if we were just tore our way from the womb. Then we settle as you lay spent against my leather covered bosom.” by Grim Angel
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February 21, 2017 at 3:49 pm
You do know I’m at work, right? π jk
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February 21, 2017 at 4:02 pm
Glad you enjoyed the post lol.
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February 22, 2017 at 10:41 am
Love this! π
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February 22, 2017 at 10:42 am
Thank you for reading and commenting. Glad you enjoyed.
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