📚🤍ALLEGED IMPRUDENCE🤍📖
🌹🤍When we are alone,
the meaning of recklessness is obscured,
it becomes tenuous with kisses
where tongues dance without rules,
where caresses can come and go without fear,
without shame,
to everything we want,
because only the erotic world that surrounds us
and immerses us in the idyll of our sheets,
marking that ephemeral time in our memory forever.
From kiss to kiss,
from touch to touch,
we forget our good habits,
we manage to destabilize ideas
and the s3x0s succumb to the revolt of sensations
that burn on our skin,
that dominate our senses,
that exorbitant our thoughts until instinct governs,
and how can I deny myself
the pleasure of feeling excited in my mouth,
when your breasts go like a rock?
How not to drag you throughout our bedroom,
if between gasps you ask me not to stop?
How to reason in that coming
and going of your morbid tongue,
how not wanting more
when feeling your hands clinging to my hip,
pushing me to your throat by yourself,
pushing every last inch of my solid flesh
to calm the appetite that suffocates you,
that It burns you ...
How to think when you're on your knees,
how to ask me to stop,
how to ask you to stop that lustful rinsing of your saliva,
if it is what I need,
it is what you need,
when my blood boils for you in my hømbrîa.
How not to travel through
the cardinal points of your body,
how not to rock with my tongue
and my fingers in a frantic way,
if that is what the rhythm
of your panting commands me,
how not to navigate wildly in your sex,
if that is what I am you ask
when you arch your back
while you cling to my hair,
how not to receive in my mouth
with the greatest of joys the explosion
of your first õrgasmø,
if it is what fuels my madness
and is one of the many reasons
for feeling complete in your arms.
With a mutual complicity
we allow ourselves to be trapped in our fever,
and it is there that recklessness loses
the cover of collective reason,
because we are animals
that are captivated
by the passion that transpires.
And there are only moans,
soft thrusts that happen to be intense,
with spankings,
hickeys,
scratches,
hair pulling,
dirty words that you confess to affirm
that you are my půtã,
because you know how much it turns me on,
because you know that with that
you end up unbalance my mind ...
Coming in and out,
sweating and shaking,
I call out your name followed by I love you,
and after mixing your chemical with my thick
and white êspêrmâ,
between sighs and kisses we fall asleep ...
Hoping to be alone again,
because the next day the supposed
recklessness has to remain under the clothes.🤍💖💗💕💓💘💞💝
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