Everything was in Harmony. I was complete. Then descended the Fire, consuming My round balanced table. But It released the fount Of untold blessings, The
Tag: erotica
Your Treat
Swallow me like a Popsicle on the hottest Night of the summer.
Oral Fixation
Her favorite is when I fill her throat completely, Control her breathing.
Horn of Plenty
Of all the places I’ve spilled my seed, I love Your picnic basket.
Swoon
That bastard swagger Brings her to her knees, just like Every other time.
In the Sunflowers
Clasp your palm against My quivering lips so no One hears my moaning.
Melodramatic Physician 