Of Doves and Witches, Part 2

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: General Erotica  |  House: Booksiesilk Classic Group


Of Doves and Witches 2

In my night's among my demons, incomes the Saints. But in this incident, it was my wife with a cup of tea. Reminding me, to switch off the lights before joining her in the bed below the quilt.

"The infernal heat of the liquid around her weakened her muscles so that they felt like jelly. She could no longer struggle. Instead, she groaned in ecstasy, her head tipped back."

Having the inalienable right to masturbate, I proceeded. Avoiding my conscience as I continued to ramble with words.

"She was being ladled atop a giant platter, surrounded by glass phalluses. She tried to scream as the roux dripped from her cavities. It was turning out to be more than a whoring show for amateur novelists."

"Soulshine" by Gov't Mule, whispering to me. Turned down low on the disk player. I was aroused in my circumcised penis. A prisoner to my own written words. Waiting for my daughter to come home from her date. The cat of no name was watching me as it licked its paws.

I was thinking. If my mind was my Humpty Dumpty. Should I stop buying $10 wine! Were my days with the cult coming to an end with no five-star chef? The cadaver is in the jukebox spinning at 45rpm as I pressed the button and turned out the light. Hearing my daughter come in.


Submitted: July 07, 2021

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