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Bathing Nocturne


A violin without strings, she kneels
With a neck exceeding finest carved wood
Her hand and sponge linger by candlelight
Dripping across her shoulders
Extending my ecstasy
Long enough for me to blaze
She crazes me as she bathes her breasts
Nipples colder, then harder
Sponge going lower and pausing, not briefly
She tests my resolve; drops slip slowly down her spine
Plunging between her flawless cheeks
And I find myself delving in behind them.

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