My fingers trace your Sternum as I unbutton Your dress. You shiver. You ask me how long We have before they miss us. I ask

Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
My fingers trace your Sternum as I unbutton Your dress. You shiver. You ask me how long We have before they miss us. I ask
Tittering bird, my Love rises anew with you, My dewy blossom.
Root: My root is connected to safety, to the feeling of well being. I feel my power rise when I seal it, and increase my
He came too soon. Then, he didn’t come at all. Finally, he came on time. First, sex was confusing. And then it was slow and
I wanna get on all fours and feel you poking, throbbing and conquering the depths of me I didn’t know could feel pleasure. I want
She put her head on his chest and snuggled her nose into between his neck and his clavicle. He closed his eyes and started to