BrithneyLee

a sweet look that captivates but hides dark desires, if you are so brave, come and discover them¡¡¡

A sweet look that captivates but hides dark desires, if you are so brave, come and discover them¡¡¡

You have no idea what goes through my mind when the desire for you grows inside me.

You don't have the slightest idea of everything that goes through my mind when the desire for you grows inside me.

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I let my silky hair fall over my shoulders and opened my thighs toward my lover. winter skies are cold and low, with strong winds and freezing hail. But when we make love under our quilt, we make three months of summer

I let my silky hair fall over my shoulders and spread my thighs towards my lover. the winter skies are cold and low, with strong winds and freezing hail. But when we make love under our quilt, we make three months of summer

Your hands follow the path of my naked body and end in the dark corners of my desires, and there, like steady sentinels of the greatest treasure I possess, and like fairy-book thieves, they take over my iron will.

Your hands follow the path of my naked body and end in the dark corners of my desires, and there, like steady sentinels of the greatest treasure I possess, and like fairy-book thieves, they take over my iron will.

Your lips write poems on my thighs, soft fire beneath the moonlit sighs. Hands explore where reason fades, in silky darkness where pleasure remains. You breathe my name I come undone, a universe in just one touch, one sun.

Silk sheets whisper secrets low, your touch ignites a molten glow. Eyes meet no need for words or lies, just parted lips and tangled thighs. Time dissolves beneath your skin, where every breath draws fire in.

One look, two lies, three sighs between our thighs.

Lips near lips, you don't ask, you dare. The room forgets the air.

Your hands solve me, no questions, just heat and geometry.

I'm not a drinker, I'm not a drinker. Words melt on lips you haven't touched yet ask permission with no mask. Ink drips slow, but fire's fast. Say the word, I'll make it last.

Your eyes say stay. Your hands say now. My breath forgets the when, the how.

You smiled, I sinned. No words, just skin and a wicked wind.