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By Unchained Date: 2001 Sep 01 Comment on this Work [[2001.09.01.13.14.27068]] |
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Lean back and let the shadows of the firelight flit and flicker across your body as my tounge seeks every curve of your breasts and belly and heat. Sweat flows like dew between us not aided by the fireplace but the fire places we stoke and stroke and feed with our hands our lips our hunger. We will not hear the falling of the logs within the grate our ears too full of the thunder and crashing of you against me against you in wave upon wave of heat falling climbing engulfing falling to embers and beginning again. Shall I put another log upon the fire, lover? Would you like to begin again? |