Sensual Venus

She will not say the words, to express the way she feels, Caught within her head and heart, with harsh resolve of steel. The jaded mind that knows the risks; The heart that shields the day. Savor their time together... then tuck them all away. Forbidden, wrong and stolen, Three words all meaningless. To spend a moment sharing? Then call them truly blessed. The intimate may wither, The kisses soon may end, but take away the laughter, she'll grieve for you, my friend.

Wednesday, June 16, 2004

Taste of BLOOD

I love the taste of BLOOD
It just excite me to top.
The shimmering red shine on yr pussy,
it just turns me so on.
When my tongue touches the shine,
it just taste so sweet and fresh.
The raw taste of it feel so true,
just like between me and you.
Our clits meets,
sexual desire rises.
The rubbing of ups and downs,
create a rythmatic sighs and moans.
I love the taste of blood,
it shows the pain i gave to you.
Your pain,
my thrill.

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