Come here and let me look at you. Whisper to me your name so I can't hear it. Mouth the words of love so that it's for you alone. Come...show me. Let me see your skin, my touch to calm you deep within a soul so heavy with care. Let me close my eyes to feel your thighs and just imagine the wet between. My mouth to water at such a thought...for care, for lust, for love with sweat, the wet we beget from skin on skin, the pain and pleasure...from deep within. I see glimpses of my dream in candlelight. The night, it hides in plain sight as I feel you even now. How? I can see you and where your hand is going as I am sowing...as I am planting. You are panting and your heart is racing. Your hand is mine...your wet...my saliva. My whispered tone is deep...as you are now. As I will be soon...
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