His taste..

by darknlovely   Aug 29, 2009


Hmm i can taste him on my tongue... his scent in my nose... his finger tips on my thigh. i feel his every move, i close my eyes and my head falls as my back arches... hmm his taste is like no other i realize as the palm of my hands slide down his back. i lose my breath for a moment then regain composer only to find out it was just a dream.. but hmm his taste.

P.S. i would love some feedback

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