Darktouch
Really Experienced
- Joined
- Apr 5, 2004
- Posts
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Naked in the sweltering heat we spread our blankets as the sounds of the night serenade us. Hands and bodies slick with sweat and rough with sand we grapple.
Mouths touch as lips part tongues dancing sweetly, wresting against each other. I taste the salt of your sweat and the sea that has dried on you.
The sounds of the night are drowned in our music as we struggle reaching, straining, till finally, inescapabably we release into each other, gasping and trembling. My words cushion your mind into sleep as my shoulder cushions your head.
Together we count the stars
Mouths touch as lips part tongues dancing sweetly, wresting against each other. I taste the salt of your sweat and the sea that has dried on you.
The sounds of the night are drowned in our music as we struggle reaching, straining, till finally, inescapabably we release into each other, gasping and trembling. My words cushion your mind into sleep as my shoulder cushions your head.
Together we count the stars
