100: Mouth


Her mouth had, from the very beginning, already seduced him. The voluptuous flesh of it appeared to him like a rich promise of a generous womanhood. And the beads of moistness planted by the occasional running of her playful tongue along the curve of her lips cause him to burn in feverish arousal. Always, always, he wants to lose himself in her mouth. Ravaging it until his tongue is exhausted in its assault, and his lips swollen like the waves in a storm. In that tantalising crevice on her beautiful face is where he always wants to find his release.

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4 comments

  1. pEDo · January 6, 2011

    oh the seduction! how wonderfully described…

    • vickyras · January 11, 2011

      Oh the seduction indeed.:) Happy new year!

  2. Chris Kelley · January 7, 2011

    hey you’re good at this. very sensual.

    • vickyras · January 11, 2011

      Thank you, Chris. Here’s wishing you and your loved ones a great 2011.:)

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