Honeysuckle kisses beneath Drooping scented lilacs Red admirals, autumn-tinged, sip Then away, on gossamer wings Fluttering like her heart Beneath the breast I nuzzle As she endows me With precious kisses On every inch of skin Sparking nerve ends Into life, urging me, As bees savour poppies, She spreads to reveal Pink, the colour of summer rose wine As I blessedly taste her nectar
from Lush Stories - latest Sex Stories http://bit.ly/31O59jU
0 comments:
Post a Comment