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[Nylonian]

The dryspell broken by locks of your hair laid bare,
And your lips as soft as cinnamon.
You blessed the Seasons that your bosoms laid bare,
Dabbling in dappled wetness, careless caresses sway in tactile honesty.
Say you want it "just like that",
Your pull; gathering my fragments, your gravity.
Sweet how your words linger in the air,
And I forgot to ask if you were even there...

 

[mijayoo]

Fantastic!!!!!!

 

[Nylonian]

Thanks for reading. Means a lot to me.

 

[mijayoo]

Do you write? Anything posted on here?

 

[Nylonian]

Do you write? Anything posted on here?

Yeah. I have stories on here but mostly nylon fetish content.
https://www.literotica.com/authors/Nylonian/works/stories