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Wednesday, August 24, 2016

{THOUGHTS OF HE AND SHE}

{THOUGHTS OF HE AND SHE} A COLLABORATION FEATURING AUTHOR ANJELL
THE SOUND AS WE DO WE...
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Anjell
I imagine your towel slowly falling to the floor With every glimpse of your blackness taking residence in my pupils Sweet bulge tempting my lips to take Eat Partake of you Your pink lips I dream of biting Your moans escalating You and me hissing like wild beasts wanting to devour each other till the last bite Wrap your tongue around my hardened caramelized nipples Let me call out your name in morse codes My fingers massaging the length up and down your girth Wanting you to be in me drowning your dick with my worth.

Jerald I so savage at my introduction to the physical you, stand back and partake...
The folds, the wrinkle, and the lines and I would dine of you.
The jutting of your nipples and I feeling vibratory reach out and... Oh the fucking electricity.
The smell of your hair, the smell of your moisture and I heavy stand pon the scene.
How could something so heavy stand perpendicular?
Not a question as I exhaling your name push you back and take you roughly.
Your liquidity coating the thickness and veins of me...

Anjell
I know your dick is heavy baby just want to empty Deplete the contents of you until you're dripping wet with in my thick juicy pheromones Beautiful you are when your dick is deep inside of me I want to feel every penetration Every stimulation Every veiny skin to skin vibration of your thick meat Saturate my pussy with you as you feed your hungry lips My pussy is yours Make my wet insides remember you I want to forever remember your blackness Pussy lips longing for your tongue

Jerald
I so gentle in my entry... A flick of the tongue, a twitch of a fingertip and you
sigh.
The sound and I would torture you so sweetly. Bring you to the brink and pull back.
I swelling and plunging into your sweetness, the hypercomplexity as we bounce and sway.
I feeling the pressure in my loins, on my brain, tingling, tingling.
Such pretty pink and I feeling it grasp me would lie back and sigh... Such relief.
I in you and you in me as defined I-finity.
Want to see as I push your legs back... Make your clit stand covered in juicy as I slide in and out repeatedly.
I wait for you.
We explode, implode and scream.
We imagine these things.




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