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Moonlight, sand, surf... need I say more?

Submitted:Feb 7, 2007    Reads: 298    Comments: 3    Likes: 1   

The night is scented

Humid and tacky

Sweat rolls over the crown of my lip

Savoury to taste

Thick as honey

Drawn, no compelled

Towards wordless desire

Mocking from a granular bed

Eyes glaze

At first taste

Hot breath tittilating

Erogenous zone

As hair envelops my face

Scent of Orchid and Vanilla

Assault me

Nails christen my back

Hips impact with violent grace

As lean legs message

My waist

Surf mats her charcoal hair

Masking her face

Drapping her shoulders

Teasing her breasts

Animal growl echoes

In my throat

And almond eyes

Sparkle at me

Reflecting mischief and pleasure

Elixir of our bodies

Mix with Caribbean surf

As our moonlight dance

Bucks, pivots, twists, and turns

For every move a counter

Driven by the music of

Breath and heartbeat

I drive deeper, deeper

Yearning the core

Experiencing her inner most secrets

Loss of control

Drawn in, pushed out

Held, released

Driving me mad, with vaginal control

Thrust, flick, corkscrew my hips

Moaned exuberance ripples across her face

As I hungrily taste her mouth

Climax exchanged in a breath

Of that instant

Her body quivers

As I collapse



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