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Noir Lover
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Noir Lover Noir Lover The door swings open and shadow takes form see the type of curves to which only angels could conform her smile sits feline like on edge of deep red lips and the alluring sparkle in her eyes never slips legs which go from Earth to Heaven without pause and her painted nails would in passion be claws seems she has a job which by me must be done didn't trust calling me on her possibly bugged phone I keep one hand close to the gun in my drawer my senses fully alert as if back in the last damned war for such an unsettling effect this dame has on me torn between those primal<b> urges </font></b>to love or fight or flee her blouse is closed but hints of cleavage deep the kinds of depths where dreamers easy might find sleep there is to her presence a crackling intensity and fire reawakens in me the deepest sweeping raw lust and desire a tall heel dangles from the end of a black stocking leg I know this meeting I shall not ever be able to forget The job is simple to watch a man and photos take so simple I wonder what of this simple job to make I sense currents here of a deeper different play yet I know I will take this job come what may hope that in some moment of dangerous weakness later I shall have the chance to embrace and in passion love her taste the sugar spice and fire of those lips burning even as the spinning wheels of mystery and deceit keep turning. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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so..... Joe. Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just pleased to see me. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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