Lush sexual slush. I loved your offering on 'nature's pride. It certainly stimulates seeking a genuine ride.

Fricking sublime. Like DampKitten, I agree the dark districts of casual encounters is a powerful resonating image. Though there are succinct gems throughout this heartfelt poem: treasured moments faded by ruthless hours and sexual renewal in furious orgasms. Awesome poem,

Hi Kitten You had this Smut master hooked from: he likes that look. Hell, it's my fav look, the you fucked me last night's appearance. Great teasing out of the anticipation. Still, I wish every girl I ever knew started from their pussy, not their head. As luck would have it...