Sweetest Secret

You are my secret My sweetest secret Your warm breath on my face, Before… The first slight touch… The first rush of heat… Soft lips, dancing, exciting. The taste of new passion, Warm, tingling and euphoric… Melting into another plane Between consciousness and a dream. Aware of every sensation yet Lost in our own existence, Hidden away in our own secret. Trapped in an unbroken kiss,  Stoking the Kolej Escort slow burn of hunger For the ultimate closeness. Dancing to our own pleasures, Warm hands on heated flesh Inflict tingling embers of want across skin. Slow and passionate love intensifies, Escalates to lustful, grinding fucking. Hard passionate kisses devour each other. My Rus Escort need devours your cock, My warmth engulfs you, Your cock fills me, Grinding hard and deep. Increased heat infused With escalating need for satisfaction. Savouring every sensation, Every throb of engorged flesh, Every velvety smooth tingle. The heat of passion sustained by warmth Yenimahalle Escort of love. Fuck me like you owe me. Waves of bliss ebb and flow. Exquisite passions melting together, Waves of creamy liquid ecstasy,  A lustful pool of quenched need, Fucked mercilessly. “You’re finally mine.” “No, I was always yours.” This poem was written for Lush Stories only. If you are reading it somewhere else, it has been stolen. All stories appearing on the Lush Stories website under the name, Trinket, are the exclusiveproperty of Trinket (unless stated otherwise). These stories may not be reproduced in any manner, or posted on any site other than Lush Stories, without the written permission of Trinket.  All stories are copyright © 2013-2015Trinket.