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Mossoró the life and musings of a kinky slut

1.5.17 The After Glow

http://nonprofit-success.com/ ~ a poem ~

My body misses you.
Hips move, the shadow of your crotch against my ass,
Arms hug my chest, pretending to be yours,
Lips still warm from your last kiss,
My body remembers.

My body misses you.
Writhing under the sheets,
Nipples tickled, yearning for your touch,
Coos ready to form,
My body remembers.

My body misses you.
Scalp wanting your fingers, your caress,
Legs itching to wrap around you,
Pussy longing to be full again,
My body remembers.

My body misses you.
Echoes of your whispers,
Bruises from your bites,
Sweet aches from last night,
My body remembers.

My body misses you.
Your scent all over me,
Saliva, sweat, and semen,
I need more,
My body remembers.

My body misses you.


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