thoughts

I imagined your lips wrapped around me, and my cock’s in your mouth.

Your breasts were hanging and sitting against my thighs and your hair fell like silky dark rain.

Our bodies touching,

caressing each other flesh,

like strokes of a paint brush

to a living canvass of flesh and desire.

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