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Night Muse

She prefers to love hours after midnight the scent of her perfume makes the night bloom Southern accent and sweet breath teases my naked skin she tastes salty and tangy like the waters of the sea We meet in the secret world of smooth warm fleshy thighs I love the way her fingers leaves furrows in my hair SInging the sweet night song we float softly in the moonlight feeling such a tender release lost in the clouds and rain I suckle dark lovely breasts acting like a greedy child we are opposites drawn together moths drawn to the flame of love...

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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Date: 3/3/2016 5:33:00 PM
Perfect Valentine.
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Date: 3/3/2016 10:37:00 AM
Enjoyed this 'night muse' you write of Ken..Hot hot hot.
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Date: 2/16/2016 10:13:00 AM
such earthy, warm delight from you flamed pen, ken!... huggs
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Date: 2/14/2016 12:23:00 PM
- Romantic .................. steamy hot, Ken - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
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Ken Carroll
Date: 2/14/2016 12:25:00 PM
Thanks Anne!

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