Love Slave

Games to play. The master's Slave. Pain through pleasure to she, he gave

Lips close in, upon folds of skin, To taste the love flow from within.

Trembled flower, feels the power. In it's ecstasy; Devour

Time it stops. Not one drop lost. Nectar sweet, filled to the top.

Letting go. It starts to flow. The torrent river of below.

TheHiker TheHiker
41-45, M
1 Response May 16, 2012

O M G . . . .

Outward Manifestations of Granduer ???

What' an omg ?