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Pressed my hands against your chest
felt your palm against my breast
it was sensual,
it was seductive;
you cleansed me.
My breathing was deep
and you couldn't keep
your hands off of me,
they traveled;
you explored me.
We lie still while the warmth of us dissipated,
a feeling you always hated
so you started again,
you kissed my neck;
you devoured me.
- by breastival |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 03/18/2014 |
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- Title: Loving With Ardor
- Artist: breastival
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- Date: 03/18/2014
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