Live with me
like a sea in waiting
longing for the wake of a wave of replenishment.
As the shore kissed her toes she batted her
lashes down towards the sand and noticing
that no one was around reached into her two
piece and tickled her cunt goodnight.
But the sea is always watching...

09/15/2009

Posted on 09/16/2009
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