Contigo...intensidad...deja de ser una palabra...
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one hand on your shoulderblades
one hand holding your thighs
you moan into the sheets
as I pull your panties to the side
one hand on your collar bones
one hand holding your ass
you moan into my kiss
as you feel me slide inside
one hand on your exposed throat
one hand holding your face
you moan over the edge
as I make you look into my eyes
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Hayride
Somewhere out in the country
Lying on a blanket covering a bed of hay
In the back of an old wooden wagon,
You and I are curled up together
Keeping each other warm.
Heat radiates between us as
We watch the ebon night sky,
Devoid of the bright light of the city,
Revealing her intimate secrets to us.
The Milky Way blazes a path
Between the thousands of stars
Now evident, gleaming spectacularly.
What other mysteries are hidden
Right there, yet out of sight?
Content to relax and savor our embrace,
We silently watch, and wonder,
And dream, and ponder….
You pluck some fodder from my hair.
I look at you and smile.
Above, a meteor streaks across the sky.
I close my eyes and make a wish.
As if on cue, you softly nuzzle my neck,
Your lips moving closer… closer…
Until finally they gently brush my own,
Igniting the embers of wanton lust
Smoldering deep within me.
I press into your kiss urgently.
I want to explore every inch of your universe,
Chart new constellations on your body
With my lips and my fingers and my tongue.
Pent up desire propels us to another world,
Our passions expressed with the
Intensity of a thousand blazing suns
Until the explosive waves of a supernova
Radiate pleasure throughout our melded bodies.
Turning to you, I open my eyes and
And trace my fingers through your beard.
You look at me and smile.
The jewel-like stars twinkle brightly
As we lose ourselves in a kiss.
What untold yearnings will we express
On this magical nocturnal hayride?
🐾 Frisky Kitty
4 March 2023
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Ik the da chantry is just fantasy catholicism but the writers did go hard with some of the chants and hymns
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...tiene esa manía al besar de morderme los labios...
Me provoca todo, el deseo, las ansias...la necesidad, sólo quiero llegar a casa y mi cuerpo ante él.. desnudar...
#Soysuluna
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you stray into my secret garden
as I plant wildflowers
fair trespasser treading
on my folklore
I feel the weight of your gaze
on my freckled arms
as I dig the earth
to bed my seeds
you entangle your tresses
in the hawthorn
gasp as it tears your dress
gasp as I grab your wrists
groan as I growl the conditions
of your release
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