Soft Yeilding
Mystique420
Posts: 338
soft yeilding....
first tender exploration of the other.....
taste...smell...warmth...fire.....
the hearts explodes within the chest....
skin....alive with tingles....
blood rushing....
racing to parts made sensitive by his lips...
the gentle breath....
rising within lungs...
warming as his reach widens...
his kiss deepens...demands....
tongues seeking....each finding the other.....
his probing....mine soft...willing....
my body to his....
skin searching that perfection.....
of need rising....passions flare....
lust escaping.....
submitting to his whim of desire....
first tender exploration of the other.....
taste...smell...warmth...fire.....
the hearts explodes within the chest....
skin....alive with tingles....
blood rushing....
racing to parts made sensitive by his lips...
the gentle breath....
rising within lungs...
warming as his reach widens...
his kiss deepens...demands....
tongues seeking....each finding the other.....
his probing....mine soft...willing....
my body to his....
skin searching that perfection.....
of need rising....passions flare....
lust escaping.....
submitting to his whim of desire....
"To live,.... love,..... there's a song to be sung,....
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."
--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed--
nah,... we smoke it!
'cause we may not be the Young Ones,..."
--first u sow the seed-- nature grows the seed-- then we eat the seed--
nah,... we smoke it!0