Conozcan85
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So I have been a fan of Literotica.com for awhile now. I figure it is about time for me to give back. Enjoy
A question of ones self,
time spun from reality to dream.
A night so drenched in urges denied,
surrendered only to the pleasures of passion
Hand outstretched begging to be followed.
Eyes full of a beckoning I'm forced to indulge.
Her bare body calling out only to be outspoken,
by the silent flicker of the now dwindling candle
Lights dimmed low music playing now distant.
Covers pulled back
to unveil the boundaries of the nights approaching skirmish
A knowing smirk as she pulls me close,
a quick embrace climaxed with a kiss.
Leaving my thoughts vacant As fear becomes desire
With a gentle touch and
confidence only palled by her beauty,
she removes from her clothing. My admiration returned.
Our eyes lock. An instant passes for eternity.
Time breaks, as we both become one.
A flash of pain, replaced by an experienced
moan escaping only to encourage and cement me as hers.
Hearts in synch beating the rhythm,
supplying music as we begin losing ourselves in the oldest dance.
Rediscovered anew each passing time.
A question of ones self,
time spun from reality to dream.
A night so drenched in urges denied,
surrendered only to the pleasures of passion
Hand outstretched begging to be followed.
Eyes full of a beckoning I'm forced to indulge.
Her bare body calling out only to be outspoken,
by the silent flicker of the now dwindling candle
Lights dimmed low music playing now distant.
Covers pulled back
to unveil the boundaries of the nights approaching skirmish
A knowing smirk as she pulls me close,
a quick embrace climaxed with a kiss.
Leaving my thoughts vacant As fear becomes desire
With a gentle touch and
confidence only palled by her beauty,
she removes from her clothing. My admiration returned.
Our eyes lock. An instant passes for eternity.
Time breaks, as we both become one.
A flash of pain, replaced by an experienced
moan escaping only to encourage and cement me as hers.
Hearts in synch beating the rhythm,
supplying music as we begin losing ourselves in the oldest dance.
Rediscovered anew each passing time.
