Immortal Flame

You are everything.

Your spirit is dazzling, intriguing, forcefully split.

Everything crashes around you in chaos it is yours attached to you.

i am caught inside your charm your potion.

Every single time our bodies rock into one another you hold me as if I will never wake again.

You smell every inch of my skin.

You spread all my entrances allowing my sweet secretions guide you.

Longingly in each second you dread my departure.

A stroke of passion a stroke of fire pounding my core.

The length the girth fills me entirely.

“You’re so good, so sweet my little girl.”

“Touch yourself for me.”

“Rub it harder.”

Crushing orgasms released second after second I can barely breath.

Molding your body into mine we exchange each-others wounds.

Unsure if it’ll be another day another time where our spirits collide.

Days spent in my pink room a stocky man worried about the other side of him.

Her with her smooth skin.

My back turned as you breath me in.....slip in.

You slip into my welcome wet abode.

Gasping earnestly succumbing to your wanton touch.

Your hand softly envelops my neck inviting me closer into your form.

Your form.

Your form grinds fully and longingly through me.

Hearing moans flutter past your succulent lips.

You hold back do we ever want these moments to end?

Suffocating yourself between now then and the future I’ll always be your desire.

Your love.

Your flame.

I love it when you sniff and smell my pussy.
Forced withdrawls my vulva becomes your water fountain.

A place where you find refreshment.

Joy.

Life returns to you when you rub your face back and forth up and down my passage.

You stick your nose inside my hole and fill each nostril with my juices.

I am your vice and I am your delight.

Love jealously pleasure and poison ignite us.