Let's play in the dark...
Candle light flicker
But you only see a slight glaze
Voluntary obscured vision…
Music plays softly…
Ropes pulled tightly
'round your wrists and ankles
You can't stop me
But you don't want to
Complete control
Docile is your role
You like the feeling of risk
No longer the mistress
That role is dismissed
For a greater type of bliss
My kisses, bites, scratches and licks
Make your body twitch
And your soul shiver
First a puddle
Then a pond
Then a bonafide river
As your honeypot pulses with approval
Between the fear and the trust
Is a rush so strong
A rush so deep
As my fingertips creep
This is why your sub-conscious controls dreams when you sleep
Because to your conscious mind…this is sensory overload
As I slide my tongue up your silk road
The ground is so plush here
It looks like it rained…
Oh my… is this an act of God?
It seems the walls surrounding your Valley of
Enjoying the company of the herald to the point where the trumpet calling for the arrival of my hard thick Guest of Honor is blowing loudly…
Muffled though, as your sweet lips are covered beneath a tight satin gag
I'm glad
For a second I thought I might have made it too tight
But your convulsions aren't due to fright…
Your body's yearning, craving…
For my Guest to arrive
Your walls flanking your Valley; your thighs, are wet with sweat…
And you haven't even cum yet…
But you're ready…
So as I stop teasing you and enter the Valley, your hips rock steady…
Tied bound and gagged, your instincts take over…
For being the Master of Seduction as I am, I left enough slack so u can still arch your back
Twist your hips..
Finally I let loose your lips
You kiss my deep, your ambrosia from your juicy Valley making them glisten
You can't see them, but of course you know the flavor
As we both savor
The taste and the fever..
The heat of primal lust enhanced by kinky ingenuity…
We reach the sky
Cum splatters
The sound barrier shatters
A climatic sonic boom as we rest on the moon…
Spinning and woozy
Drunk off of passion
Sex in this fashion is not for the weak…
I undo your bonds…
You embrace your arms
Around me
Resisting the urge to speak
And instead
Choose sleep…
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