WEEK TWO WEEK TWO WEEK TWO
I just left a dance weekend and I miss my friends. Today's mood is:
https://youtu.be/FcSqI1KZiLI
A sex poem
The slick slip of her dexterous digits delights
excites
entwines me in this delicious
sensation, creation of ecstasy
Knuckles wrapped white around
Soft sheets
Toes curled in rapture
Cannot capture this feeling
To relish this sensation
Pulse pounding, legs flailing
Moans louder, moans harder
Voice wailing
Body bent about clever curled fingers
Feeling the deepest secrets slid softly
Inside for my satisfaction.
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