When i bite her again
She moaned so hard that my
Hand reached her pantie
She stared at me
And kissed me hard
My hands working there
I felt every moan in her kisses-
24 APR AT 16:41
24 APR AT 1:53
na mila koi jawab,
mere bache,
huye sawalo ka,
na raha koi rishta,
mere apne,
kehne walo ka,
ab kisi or ki chahat nhi,
bas jeene do mujhe,
tumeh wasta hai dosti ka
bas jee bharke
peene do mujhe 🥃-
24 APR AT 0:52
He whispered in her ears...
She closed her eyes in shame...
Opened her mouth wide...
As he marks the bite on her neck...
Softly sigh out the moans...
As pain and pleasure...
Begins its game...-
23 APR AT 23:45
He pressed her hands towards the wall
And went to her neck
To eat her all.
"Sshhhh" she whispered,
"Sorry" he uttered.
"Eat me" she ordered.-
23 APR AT 20:00
He pressed his lips to the bite mark,
Soothing away it's pain
"Sorry..!" , He muttered.
"Don't be!!", I whispered..
"Just do it again"-
22 APR AT 20:41
His voice echoes through the halls,
taunting and teasing
Whispers of madness,
a mind that's unwell
But still he pleads,
his words never ceasing
For a glimpse of company,
a moment to dwell
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22 APR AT 11:20
Underneath the moonlit sky,
and a beneath a blanket of stars
While we lay in a land afar
It's so quiet;
all we can hear
is our breath!
we vaguely take with us so near.
Are body’s bound.
Lost in this presence,
where we can't be found!
You kiss my neck; it feels so nice.
You have me feeling so enticed.
As your body emerges,
Yearns and its urges!
As you feel my embrace
I want to taste your taste.
As I put it in!
As little smiles and grins.
You whisper, faster?
Or should you scream love you Master?
Pulling your hair,
Feeling, as if I you are floating on air.
As we tremble and begin to shake.
Now we quiver and quake.
Underneath the moonlit sky,
beneath a blanket of stars,-
22 APR AT 9:18
A blanket has fallen to the floor for a long time,
Semi-darkness whitened with a sheet,
And, in time with passionate movements, you whispered:
“Oh, my stepmother ! Oh bitch…”
Our lips and hands were intertwined greedily,
The hips and stomach stuck together in a fight,
In the silence sounded moans of sweet flour
And hot sweat broke through the body.
Can't really explain
Rough parched tongue,
You neighed like a steppe mare
Covered in hot trotter.
Blazing life plasma
Bursting life-giving stream,
And, in the oblivion of a heady orgasm,
Without strength, you froze under me.
Painful sweet languor
Rolled in a stuffy wave
And quiet relaxed moans
The darkness of the night was barely audible.
Then you softly cooed again
Drove me crazy with caresses
And, hugging, hoarsely lamented:
“Oh, hottie bitch ! Oh stepmother…”-