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Selena_Kitt
Selena_Kitt
5,710 Followers

His hands track
the mere suggestion,
a secret, hidden path
in the dark.
He follows soft impressions,
pillow prints on my cheek,
waffled blanket lines
crisscrossing my belly,
a suspicious trail,
wet over my thighs.
I treasure the moment
he finds his mark.
His fingers hush my lips,
and we breathe together
in the stillness.

Selena_Kitt
Selena_Kitt
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dcpoet44dcpoet44about 18 years ago
nice track....

simple but effective.....don

LeBrozLeBrozabout 18 years ago
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A nice soft quickie ~

The words, not the moment...

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