Orchestra

He saw her maturity before him
Her curves, full and beautiful
He fingered her autumn locks – fragrant as a spring meadow of lavender
He ran his tongue slowly along her full breasts, feeling her nipples harden beneath his tongue
Her skin glistened in the August sun like a summer sunset on the sea
His hands grasped her thick hips and pulled her close toward his growing manliness
He gently guided her to her knees as his hands ran smoothly across her back
Using her mouth to orchestrate his pleasured moans, he felt her every goose bump like a roadmap to his final destination

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About k1nd3r5t3w

Born and raised in Maine. US Army Veteran, living in Kansas! Love road trips and my son. Go PATRIOTS. Amateur writer who just writes from the heart. Runner.
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