Wahan Thames mein ufaan nahi
Yahan Ganga ki pehchaan nahi
Aao, thook ke triveni nikaalte hain..
वहाँ थेम्स में उफ़ान नहीं,
यहाँ गँगा की पहचान नहीं,
आओ, थूक के त्रिवेणी निकालते हैं..!-
The need
Desire
Deep inside a burning fire
My skin
Your skin
Creating a new world of sins
A moan
I shake
You're too big for me to take
Don't care
Just fill
Propped up on the windowsill
Passion
And heat
The best sex is when i cheat
He's gone
A week
Confessions of a fuck freak
Release
In me
Enjoy the company of three
Push
Be rough
One man is not enough
Pleasure
They bring
I would do any thing
For them, their seed
Living the life I want to lead...-
Open your mouth
Stretch your legs
We push and put inside
Till the Zenith of flex.-
🌚🌝Threesome 🌚🌝
I love you both.
Can I keep you both?
When you play the empyrean octave
on the strings of my bare body,
he makes me feel
in the core something wild & shy
is hidden, for an internal discovery!
In the two compartments of my heart,
I keep you both
(Complete in caption)-
I can feel the environment hot,
The surrounding is charged like electricity,
The sexual tension between you two,
Add me please,
And I will set you both free.
They call me to add on spice,
I am their ultimate peace.
I really like you,
And I also like him,
In fact I like you together both.
Add me,
I will love you both.
You know what they say,
It's even more fun,
When it's three.
(Whole poem in caption)
-
/Sharing Part I/
As the two men, beastly maneuver her...
And her man was blankly staring, feeling sorry for her,
For himself,
She had this unexpected response,
Below between her thighs...
She's dripping wet--
And she's cognizant of her sultry arousal...
The lusty sensation with a touch of excitement..
She offers them a luscious buffet,
Hungrily, they feast
On her body,
And she wildly enjoy...
It's new to her, and she unbelievably embrace it with open arms...
Like how the sky grasps the burning sun...
Then,
She gaze at her man blissfully,
Moaning--
And she naughtily utters,
Honey, what a gratifying present
You've given me... Come and join us...
-
BIT'TER'
Intimacy of the triangle was Bit'ter' ,
cluttered jealousy angled into a disaster .
Brutal like the story of guilt filled Macbeth ,
their stories ended with cold blooded death .-