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She had teased his cock all day,
wearing no panties in a short skirt
and six inch open toe stiletto heels on display;
for hours, his erect nature craved her,
but she consciously made him wait longer
so he would roughly spank her,
firmly pull her long black hair,
and fuck her increasingly harder
over and over for hours,
everywhere. -
To take the edge off
She just had to get off
But one intense orgasm
Turned into an all day marathon -
With longing, I wept for her — and I waited;
But my dreams of love would never come true,
Only pieces of shattered hope and sorrow unabated. -
In the stillness of the quiet hours, a transcendent peace falls upon her.
Her heart was once coldly broken, but now she flourishes in the warmth of healing.
To breathe, she thought she needed him and wept at the thought of never seeing him again,
But her pain turned out to be heaven’s blessing, because she reclaimed her true essence,
and in her discovery, she found that she was exceedingly strong and deeply loving.
She also ascertained, that truly loving herself was the key to being strengthened;
Beautifully, she closes her eyes in her own embrace — the light of her spirit
Wonderfully exuding through the ethereal radiance of her face.
She is gorgeous in her nakedness with an aura that could never be erased.
To have her love, is to have a gift that could never be replaced;
She is light. She is loved. She is safe. Always. -
Luther Vandross & Gregory Hines – There’s Nothing Better Than Love
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The skillfulness of his warm tongue;
His girth that effortlessly made her cum;
The euphoria of sucking his thick hugeness
as she looked up at him with her fingers rubbing her wetness.
The way he sucked and licked her nipples
as she was riding him that left her breathless.
The anal beads that he slowly pulled out her
as she satisfied her clitoris with a powerful vibrator.
The way she intensely squirted with
her hand on the back of his head;
The memory of how he teased
her pussy with his tongue
and made her beg. -
After the pleasure is over, the feeling of him inside her still lingers.
Intimate Compositions 