dabbling digits
.
long
the length uv her
torso'z limbs
past
her hips her
mitts reach'd
and fix'd
mine
i
'bout her mitt's
digits
their full
bent 'to hern
grip
curved
to fit thick
her warm
kiss me
shut me up
Copyright © James Peranteau | Year Posted 2025
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