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Tongues began to cavort in darkness, ignorance faded into a sea of moans and wails. As the last dew of night clung devoutly to the vanishing breaths of memory, Sable's lips besieged time to recedes its advances. Squandered seconds hid in the hours wasted upon the notion of hesitation.
The moon annihilated any scent of shadows, as the reflected light of the sun gleamed onto the balcony of Maven's breasts. She laid adorning the ground with the sensation of mortality and lust. A delicate breeze of sin washed into the mouths of her vessel, swelling it with anticipation.
Sable's skin, an abyss of stars, became saturated with willingness as she salivated over the ideas of boundless pleasures. Finger nails tittered on edges of gentle caress or invoking thorns bleeding the skin dry.
The landscape of their bodies submerged into a silhouette of whispers, simulating the skies with thrusts of passions and anger.
An enthusiastic throb of innate glory pounded against the walls of their muscles. Sable scandalized the air with the sweat of Maven's revitalized body, as she brought her into morning hours with devastating precision. Maven challenged her valor against Sable's pandemic screams of sprawling excitement.
A suffocating silence of incrimination painted a portrait of quivered thoughts, as each one looked into eyes of immanent sleep.
Author: Thedarkside |
