Delicious
Her cherry stained lips
Straining against the gag
Reminds me of hot summers.
Her clouded blue eyes
Dark like thunder
Was the only threat she posed;
Bound tight in nylon rope.
Twisted against her like a second skin.
She writhes in ecstasy
As the hot wax
Sears her bare skin,
Tracing her curves.
Teasing her silver
She pushes against me
Stirring a reaction.
I slide deep in her
Feeling her tighten.
Sweat beads her skin
And I lap up her saltiness,
Thrusting harder and deeper.
She struggles to moan
Against the leather restriction,
Passion building
Under the moment explodes
In sweet surrender.
We revel in the moment,
Heavy air on our tongues
And it was just
Delicious.
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