A blend of lips from several different angles.
A thinly drawn saliva separation line.
A tongue sweeps across teeth with lustful grace.
An eye strain into another set
Different longing visions.
A sniff of tears at the time gone by.
A softly bitten neck, ear, cheek.
She pinned down the man and grabbed him by the wrists.
She will never leave him now.
She whispers, "Be careful with your moments..."
and holds him down harder.
About Me
- Bran.
- Building up from most disasters takes a lot of time. That's where I am now... it's kind of cool when you feel like a sports team in the rebuilding phase.
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