Last Summer Passion

Last Summer Passion

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Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Passion on one of the last hot days of summer...

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Passion on one of the last hot days of summer...

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Submitted: September 02, 2018

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Last Summer Passion

By our ears, horses neigh
where we lay
in the hay

smell of country summer
while beneath
you, I shiver
not from the cold
your hot breath causes
gooseflesh to form
along sweaty skin
this hot sticky morn.

By gentle fingertips
traipsing over collarbone
and down round breasts
lingering on pebbly flesh
follows the tender nip
the rapid lick and flick
of taut, tiny tickles
along praised little nipples
straining for more joys
you summon in me
your most favorite toy.

Only for the voracious valley
do you pin thick fingers
in resisting chords of unworldliness
yielding the bliss of my existence
your eyes admire my young thighs
that glide over muscled shoulders
and seize your head alone
while my ensnared wrists
are held away from your dome.

Ready am I for the explosion
tightening in my belly
gushing my spent necessity
as each shockwave
gets the best of me
announcing my cumming
at your sucking
rush now as you slay the bean
you so boldly lick me clean.

My opposition to
the tease
cannot continue
even if your tongue
goes to a new venue
with each renewed devour
at my blooming flower
fires churning, burning mad
your body stiff now
makes me glad
both sturdy and smooth
moving over mine
you cover my cry
in the hiss of a kiss.

Breach the hills
and bury the flag
bet no one but the horses
can hear the battle coursing
nearly won is our fun
you whisper your love
unsettling my focus and my gain
while delivering sharp
yet sweet,
savage pain
such an unforgiving thing
sinking I succumb
quivering beneath you I sing
your name my mighty knight.

Our grounding bodies
find rich delight
in the pace
we seek a new place
tough though it is to face
no longer slow
you plow without haste
until your desire flows.

Peace sets in
at cooling skin
smiling into the kiss
we melt in the passion
that we insist
unable to deny
the love found
hidden in our eyes. 


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