by LadyAmethyst
what to reach for on the beach?
not a fan or getting a tan
oh, that insight! for deep inside!
pleasant fun. in the sun.
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highly enjoyable summertime lines
Snow, want to know a secret? The hand under the towel was mine. The body at the beach with me was hers. And this scene played out only in my mind with him 150 miles away. Look for the next one, submitted this morning, hopefully posting soon. 💜
As if the scorching sun at the beach wasn’t hot enough?
And now, there’s this….”You slide through my slickness”…..
Oh…that was your hand! The body was hers!
The erotic tension is thick…..
I love the way you focus orgasmic intensity in this one by hiding it under the towel and eliminating motion other than “Pulsing and Throbbing” and “Those small movements.” Your poet’s deft touch in this one is as enchanting as the moment presented.
Thank you Paul. For a hot minute it seemed like he was really there. For me and hopefully for my readers too. 💜