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Slow Southern Night
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Erotic Slow southern night
Underneath an open window
A cool wind breathes on my hot skin
A favorite fantasy
Lingers on a quiet night
When your hands caress
The length of my body
Fingers slipping into
My soft wet walls
Stroking me to a climax
Slow and easy
Mouth replaces hands
Burning a trail of kisses
Across every inch of my flesh
Tongue sliding into
My juicy wetness
Tasting my sweetness
Licking me to another release
Slow and easy
Hard silk replaces tongue
Plunging deep into
My saturated core
Thrusting in and out
Driving me to the edge again
Slow and easy
Fast and hard
Cries of pleasure
Echoing in the dark
Cuming together on a
Slow southern night
Underneath an open window
A cool wind breathes on our hot skin
oooooh, yea! This sizzles, girl . . . great job!
you write good erotic poetry, damn where is my tongue. now I am looking feeling wet here :-)
very sensual, good images... your writing flows well. intimate, and real. eric
Great! WoW very sensual. You sure do know how to push all of the right buttons.
THE edge again,GOD i love those edges very arougingly great (the whistle of a snake charmer) AROUSING~ p s gotta go do Something LOL