My Lover Wind

  My Lover Wind By Rose Bence As sunlight trickles And warms my skin I close my eyes And feel the wind As it tickles and brushes Teasing my skin It sighs and it whispers “If only, I wish.” It caresses, it traces The curves of my hips It breathes as it licks Teasing my... Continue Reading →

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