The highway drifts on like a man in a traveling band, eventu..
Added 2021-11-28 23:08:18 +0000 UTCThe highway drifts on like a man in a traveling band, eventually arriving at the heart of the world Arcane is this land of desolate beauty, alone here with you, my lover and nature My naked body drapes freely over a smoothed out rock mould Oh, caress me and form me, relaxed with irrepressible lust, I long for the cure Starting with a gentleman's touch; soft almost a tickle like moss on my bare butt, then suddenly pulled inward Orgasmic with an insurgent reflex, a faint tingle sends fluttery feelings to my belly then carried downward to my wiggling toes Brimming with uncontrollable urge, your striking muscles, prominent and hard Beaming with electricity, feeling dizzy as your hand wraps around my neck, your fingers deep in my throat, making out only muffled moans Immeasurably addicting is the sweet taste of your skin, tracing circles with my tongue as you lay in relaxation Slowly gravitating to your sensitive end, my chin lifts, my lips now slipping As if I were an inanimate object such as a silk blanket, I keep you in a deep, entranced dream of elation Sucking in and spitting out, engulfed in a motion so gripping The day has reached the summit as we lay there I look up to you now gazing into my drowsy eyes The setting sun capturing their immense allure, a beam of golden radiance has dined and now shall part for the night As the glassy rays set, dawn hits but time tells and echoes its fated rise I feel my pulsing veins and my rapid beating heart, the last moments of a fading symphony of lights *A large snippet from one of my erotic poems, called "a trip to the countryside" on my blog. Comment a flower emoji if you took the time to read. 💓
