The slender, delicate fingers belie her strength and lascivious greed, looping, twining around his thick, eager shaft, stroking, stroking, oh so slowly stroking his pulsing, throbbing uncut meat, pressing his now streaming cockhead into the smooth, full, beckoning lips, guiding, nudging his hardness past that maddening, mouth-watering point of resistance, pushing him, thrusting him, taking him in, taking him all the way in, in, in, into the deep, clutching moistness of her hot honeyed little cunt.
8 comments:
There are times, and this smorning is one of those times, when your words hit with a wicked fist, an erotic sucker punch to the addled mind inside my fractured head. Writing so visceral, packed with dissonance between real life and the ideal. You kill me just a little.
Beautiful words of lustful desire.... :-)
Woa, lustfully good Cheeky.. Smoking hott...
Os: Glad to hear you approve so wholeheartedly because her greed is profound...
Advizor: Is it wicked to admit I rather like having that effect on you? I only hope I can continue to kill you (softly) each and every time, A...
Max: You're too kind - and so very good to me...
1manview: I'm tickled every shade of pink you enjoyed my fire, 1manview...
Such delicious imagery, I can almost see you there, lips parting as I push into you
Oh, C.M.... you speak of lust so effectively that I wish I had that cock you want so badly. But I don't, and I am instead feeling exactly what you mean--that hot gnawing need that never ends.
It's the mouth watering point of resistance that gets me every time.
If heaven exists, I would look to this place first to prove it.
Supercock: It's wonderful knowing this short little piece was so evocative...
Lady Dragonfly: Oh yes, indeed. On all counts, lovely...
both.hands.please: I couldn't agree with you more...
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