Love Grips
Sweet talks a lady facing the brick wall,
Luster and light play with her dark shadows,
Palms hold her rock steady in the desire,
Each lock grips nature with pure temptation.
Lewd fingers in circular commotion,
Fondle each counter and curve with wet lotion,
Detach each string knot with tender motion,
Seduce heart in foreplay emotions.
Liquid moves playful and desperate,
Passionate titillation to supple joints,
In freedom struggles rejoice their fusion,
Soft raptures in entwined ecstasy.
Moans and groans as they thump in joy;
Lusting shadows learn to be coy.
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