

Biting FetishYou lightly gnaw on the tender flesh of my exposed neck, warm air meets cold skin, making it prickle with anticipation, And my heart rate increases. Your hands run up my thigh, then between, And I look into your twilight eyes.Biting Fetish
I feel you beside me, between me, Through the thin layer of fabric of your clothes. The only thing separating you and I, From Us.
You pull me in closer, and my legs wrap round your waist. Melding with you. With your body next to mine, I feel every ripple, every curve of your chest. Of your body.
Insatiable desire flares be


CaressSmall kisses trailed up the neck slowly turn into tiny nips and suddenly breathing is just a little bit harder. Nails drag slowly, roughly down sides and across skin. Our eyes close and our lips touch. There is no love greater than this. I can feel my heart beating faster as your fingers trail across my chest and across old scars. My back arches and small noises escape followed by whispered “I love you”s. Bit by bit, my clothing is removed, my hands above my head, my belt around my wrists. I plead with you and I watch you smile with passion aCaress
Devious Comments
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"I didn't decide to be a photographer; I just happened to fall into it." -Berenice Abbott
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I don't see me anymore....
Never monkey with another monkey's monkey, unless that monkey's monkey is a monkey
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Millions of years from now when alien archeologists are examining the remains of our culture they will look at our magnificant art work and say "Look, the monkey got bored."
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"I didn't decide to be a photographer; I just happened to fall into it." -Berenice Abbott
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Life is not measured by the breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away
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