That Part

A place where untold stories meet

Gathering into dips of deceit.

Your lips,

Soft as mama’s old black coach

Sensual and velvety

sweaty

kisses

Liquid. Melted. Vanilla. Creamy.

Running down the narrow, lumbar region.

Curved

Swerved

Circumferencing my torso.

Kiss my ass.

Well, maybe not.

That won’t make me hot.

Cum to

The small of my back.

via That Part

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