
| ANTICIPATING ECSTASY By Tonya Reed My dreams are dominated with flickering pictures of your body writhing and undulating over mine. The sheen from your sweat, makes you seem as if you just stepped from the ocean. And I want to lick you and taste of the salty brine. Yet...you taste sweet like wine. I savor you. I want to keep the essence of you on my tongue. You squirm as I lick yor spine. But you don't know that I've just begun. I want to make you come closer to heaven and kiss the sky. Say "Sweeeet Jesus!" as you release your primal cry. Sssssweet,Ssssssticky,Sssssweaty,Sssssexy Ssssnaking,Ssssslipping and Sssssliding. Save me from dying, but not being in your arms is worse than death. It's a pain that I haven't been able to describe yet. All I know ist that I wake up with this dull ache in me. It's the pain of ....Anticipating Ecstasy Fetish Can I be your Cockring? Applying ecstatic pressure To increase your pleasure Beg me for release. Do you want to play? Are you worthy? Will you...obey? Better yet resist. Its futile anyway. I ...will possess Your Soul. As you lose yourself in The Black hole. Can I be yours Wet Dream? No whip cream. Melted Butter. Pour it on each other, Let it drip from butterscotch nips, To tongue and lips. So good, Ass cheeks grips sheets, Pain is sweet, Praying for slow death Through clenched teeth. As tongue tortures virgin landscapes. I am your silk scarves, Four poster queen. explore what get us the wettest. more than just your Freak. I am...your ...Fetish. |
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