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Sweet Bliss · 07-01-2014, 09:19 PM

Soft curls at the nape of your neck.. the scent of you lingers on your collar .. I breathe you inside, deep inside the very tissue of the lungs that seem to explode as our lovemaking becomes frenzied, tangled then spent.

Your Polo shirts rubbing against my summer cotton shorts, soaked with warm soap tainted water. Rolling, rolling, tumbling inside a hot metal drum. The lavender scent of the softeners wafting into the kitchen as I wash your breakfast dishes.

It was a lovely day.

07-01-2014, 09:19 PM	#1141
Sweet Bliss Senior Member How Do You Identify?: I Am Preferred Pronoun?: she Relationship Status: solo Join Date: Mar 2010 Location: the Beach, Pacific side Posts: 4,160 My Photo Gallery Thanks: 5,354 Thanked 7,268 Times in 2,159 Posts Rep Power: 21474856	Soft curls at the nape of your neck.. the scent of you lingers on your collar .. I breathe you inside, deep inside the very tissue of the lungs that seem to explode as our lovemaking becomes frenzied, tangled then spent. Your Polo shirts rubbing against my summer cotton shorts, soaked with warm soap tainted water. Rolling, rolling, tumbling inside a hot metal drum. The lavender scent of the softeners wafting into the kitchen as I wash your breakfast dishes. It was a lovely day.