- Erotic Poetry
- Breed My Sin
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Click hereHis hands on my back,
His lips brush my skin,
His legs press against mine,
His touch breeds my sin.
My breasts against his chest,
My tongue sliding down,
My breath quick and hot,
My heart begins to pound.
Our bodies hot and slick ,
Our fingers caress and slide,
Our mouths nibble and taste,
Our tongues darting inside.
My moans escape from my throat,
My back arches up high,
My muscles quiver and shake,
My tension released in a sigh.
His body moves against mine,
His hands caressing my skin,
His heat making me melt,
His touch breeds my sin.
- COMMENTS
Imagetakerover 16 years agoThe words "His touch breeds my sin" is really great imagery. The phase stands alone on its own merits. Well-crafted!
