Dark eyes hidden in
dark hair, her
sculpted scapulae
almost meeting,
slim hands full of
balled-up sheet,
slender biceps
bunched, calves strained
by
tip-toe tension, a trickle
of
sweat cascading down
her
sharply-defined spine,
the
sound of one hand
clapping
fading into the hot
night as the
perfect rendition of
my hand
appears abruptly on
her
perfect ass.
Wonderful, very enjoyable. Loved how the scene unravels to that perfect ending.
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Oh this is quite lovely, and like the above comment, a perfect ending. The colors are vivid visuals. And this activity is a new kink of mine.
ReplyDeleteLove this poem! The one hand clapping image is brilliant!
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