A moment of notice when the world stand still
A quickening of breath aroused by the thrill
A heart beating so fast but no one cares
A moan is the sound that fills the air
A brush of my lips against her flesh
A flush of color rising in her chest
A thrust of pleasure driven by pure desire
A scratch and a bite that takes us higher
A pure white void when it all falls away
A perfect moment for for each passing day
Small Pleasures
Author: Asian Sensation / Labels: I said I would...It's not mentioned though.
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Yes please.
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