Deadmans Kiss

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Cold breath lingers

Against warm full lips.

Frozen blue lips press

Softly on my neck

Slow penetration feel so good.

Pleasure pulses radiate from the entry

Going off like depth charges in my groin.

Hips join in dance grinding to the same silent song.

Heart rate quicken against a frozen chest

Lips part as tongues dance

Hot emulsion coats thighs as lips part eyes cross

Liquid love creates rivers between tangled sheets and body shivers.

Frigid fingers trace my spine as frosty lips

Suck and pull in time.

Euphoric eruptions through time and space as glacial lips return to my face.

Gelid hands and hyperborean mouth bite softly leaving ice in their wake.

This pleasurable feeling I can not shake.

Icebox lips and penetrating eyes made me the deadmans prize.

Ace V. Loon

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