Enchantment

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Lips like butterflies wings flutter across my cheeks.

A touch, tingle, feeling and I'm yours as my heart strokes open in kisses and out love leaks. With a sigh I can be lost, wandering in the mists that circle in eyes ever grey, only to be found when a whisper from your lips utters my name. I wish to be your fantasy, wrapped up in silks of sex and heavens divine. Follow me, allow me to entice you with a touch and a smile, and I'll allow you to take me, if only for awhile. Dance with me under the moonlight, twirl me in sensual delight as the cliffpeaks are the best of audiences. Lay with me as the rain comes, fill me with your desire as thunder rocks the earth.

And always, your lips like razor tear across my cheeks.

A grasp, a slip, and my heart strokes open in pants and out desperation leaks. With a moan I can be lost, tossing in bliss that circles our bodies, ever intertwined. I wish to be your fantasy, pressed hard against the wall as I am devoured. Fuck me, please me with laps of your tongue and the rough grip of your hands, and I'll allow you to have me, if only for awhile. Lay with me in crimson sheets, make my body shiver and your kisses linger, as the camera is the best of audiences. Brush me off and wrap me up, kiss my tits and send me on my way,

And I get one more moment of lips like butterflies wings fluttering across my cheeks.

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