Her Flower, by Austin Hoehn Subscribe to rss feed for Austin Hoehn

I ate it like nothing before!
like a bee with necture, I put
it into my mouth and savored
every drop of the momments in time. 
My tounge swirled and danced,
it celebrated with every gliding touch
of each flesh like peddle.
Her eyes cloesed so lightly
with an expression of bliss, her body shaking
with her hands grasping the wall with
pleasure pulsing through her body pressed against mind.
Her spirit was excaping through her pours
and out of her mouth singing the most
heavenly song from every energy busting
sound she made.
Every lick I took the sweetier it got,the more she ached her
back and pushed herself  against me.
Then the last burst broke free,
melting her to her knees, colapsing into me.
I held her tight as she leaned against me
in the energy of passion still lingering heavely in the air.
Posted: 2009-09-07 06:07:37 UTC

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