liquid_dares
Literotica Guru
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- Jan 22, 2014
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Thank you all.
I'm warming up the idea. So much so, I'm putting on my headphones and writing my next post.
No rush....but write quickly!
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Thank you all.
I'm warming up the idea. So much so, I'm putting on my headphones and writing my next post.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
You watch attempting to hide your perverted sins behind faded glass from the corner of the room. The swell of my hips can be tasted on your lips, the long strands of silken hair in your hands and my languid length flush to your own.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
The veins in your hands pulsate, a signal of internal stress. Eat my wicked smile, it is your mind that I've made such a mess. Watch my eyes, lips and breasts; a fitful desire you cannot touch.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
Turning to you, I perch my leg, my heels high, calf flexed and show you my perfect fucking sex. Release your seed to the floor below and watch me turn my heavily charcoaled eyes from inside my impenetrable window.

I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
You watch attempting to hide your perverted sins behind faded glass from the corner of the room. The swell of my hips can be tasted on your lips, the long strands of silken hair in your hands and my languid length flush to your own.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
The veins in your hands pulsate, a signal of internal stress. Eat my wicked smile, it is your mind that I've made such a mess. Watch my eyes, lips and breasts; a fitful desire you cannot touch.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
Turning to you, I perch my leg, my heels high, calf flexed and show you my perfect fucking sex. Release your seed to the floor below and watch me turn my heavily charcoaled eyes from inside my impenetrable window.
Yeah....see....yeah.![]()
Wow that'd quite a damn great backside
Damn! Now I want to be a lurker. You write very well!
Eloquent.
Thank you.
We can pretend as if you had not posted already.![]()
Wow you sure are attractive. Your writing is pretty stellar as well. I am thinking we go shoot some cans off of a fence post sometime. What say you?
You act like I'm a writer or something. Gimme a break! I bow in the presence of such talent...and beauty.
I say, only if I am able to shoot them off of your pretty head.
While you're bowing, won't you tie my shoes?
I say, only if I am able to shoot them off of your pretty head.
While you're bowing, won't you tie my shoes?
There's the smartassery I'm so fond of.
My glock is sufficiently teased.
You called me pretty! That makes me happy. Want to see my squirt gun?
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
You watch attempting to hide your perverted sins behind faded glass from the corner of the room. The swell of my hips can be tasted on your lips, the long strands of silken hair in your hands and my languid length flush to your own.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
The veins in your hands pulsate, a signal of internal stress. Eat my wicked smile, it is your mind that I've made such a mess. Watch my eyes, lips and breasts; a fitful desire you cannot touch.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
Turning to you, I perch my leg, my heels high, calf flexed and show you my perfect fucking sex. Release your seed to the floor below and watch me turn my heavily charcoaled eyes from inside my impenetrable window.
What a beautiful photo, particularly your use of the depth of field to soften the background. It always helps to have such a gorgeous subject. Thanks for sharing the words and pictures.
You're welcome.
Show me yours and I'll show you mine.
Is it quaint and made of a neon colored plastic?


you are not hard to imagine, but you make me hardShadows of beauty; black, white and grey.
Unaltered photos in color are fact. What is yellow cannot be mistaken for blue, a shadow cast across the green grasses follow a vibrantly shaded subject contrasting colors deciphering what can be touched and what flees when you step closer.
Consider me a shadow.
Black and white, grey hues of shadowing process in the mind differently.
The unknown sparks imagination of 'what is' and 'what are', leave a mystery to be unfolded, twisted and turned. Before I am done the color of my flesh, the tint in my hair, the hue in my eyes will be a burning question for which you will never have an answer.
Find beauty beyond the black and white... close your eyes and Imagine Me.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
You watch attempting to hide your perverted sins behind faded glass from the corner of the room. The swell of my hips can be tasted on your lips, the long strands of silken hair in your hands and my languid length flush to your own.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
The veins in your hands pulsate, a signal of internal stress. Eat my wicked smile, it is your mind that I've made such a mess. Watch my eyes, lips and breasts; a fitful desire you cannot touch.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
Turning to you, I perch my leg, my heels high, calf flexed and show you my perfect fucking sex. Release your seed to the floor below and watch me turn my heavily charcoaled eyes from inside my impenetrable window.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
You watch attempting to hide your perverted sins behind faded glass from the corner of the room. The swell of my hips can be tasted on your lips, the long strands of silken hair in your hands and my languid length flush to your own.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
The veins in your hands pulsate, a signal of internal stress. Eat my wicked smile, it is your mind that I've made such a mess. Watch my eyes, lips and breasts; a fitful desire you cannot touch.
I see you from the corner of heavily charcoaled eyes.
Turning to you, I perch my leg, my heels high, calf flexed and show you my perfect fucking sex. Release your seed to the floor below and watch me turn my heavily charcoaled eyes from inside my impenetrable window.
Shadows of beauty; black, white and grey.
Unaltered photos in color are fact. What is yellow cannot be mistaken for blue, a shadow cast across the green grasses follow a vibrantly shaded subject contrasting colors deciphering what can be touched and what flees when you step closer.
Consider me a shadow.
Black and white, grey hues of shadowing process in the mind differently.
The unknown sparks imagination of 'what is' and 'what are', leave a mystery to be unfolded, twisted and turned. Before I am done the color of my flesh, the tint in my hair, the hue in my eyes will be a burning question for which you will never have an answer.
Find beauty beyond the black and white... close your eyes and Imagine Me.