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Angry purple, blue bruises kiss my hips.
Black bruises touch and claim my thighs.
My breasts are sore, slightly pink from your punches,
Is it time?
Scratches, dried blood cake my stomach,
Bite marks, impressions caress my throat,
My feet are numb,
can barely open an eye,
Your still inside me,
I feel your still hard,
intense cant describe,
What we find,
Your eyes are blackened,
couldnt control what i was doing,
Split lip stopped bleeding,
by the time i stopped caring,
Your sealed wound is opened,
stitches breaking,
scream erupting,
pleasure shaking,
My sweetness touching,
hard flesh,
sensual dance,
unforgettable experience,
Grinding against him,
pulling his hips faster,
deeper,
breathing?
erratic thrusts,
too fasts,
dont stop,
oh, your cock...
Screaming,
feeling,
i need you,
dont deny me,
Pressure is breaking,
within me the little girl fading,
A new woman emerging,
Cravings escalating,
Collapse on me,
thighs parted,
never ending,
Staying?
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Great
Very nice, brings shadowy images to mind.
beat-up sex
you painted quite a rough/maybe pleasureful scene there ~Bryce
Thanks
lol...yea.. thanks for your comments jeremy and bryce
amanda
older is better
This one was good, but what transpired bringing about the change in style from earlier post like "Im here" and "Was it a Dream" This one is good but those were fantastic.
Jesse
I can see the suffering in the joys too.
Congrats as you drive the demon out and know the pleasure of becoming a women.
Life has both sorry and joys.
With out sorrow one would never know joy.
Excellent write in the raw style inclined to the truth in life.