The First Time by Julie Shiel
Do you remember the first timeyou possessed me,how every second was crystal sharpand even the moon held its breath;the story
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Passionate Stories, Positive Change
Do you remember the first timeyou possessed me,how every second was crystal sharpand even the moon held its breath;the story
Read MoreHe was balder than I was I served him bush He buried his face in it He did fifteen years And still didn’t know
Read MoreTell me a story, my wolf,of a great hunt chasingthe chill Autumn nightthrough twilight shaded woodto the neon of the
Read Morebodyboardingwave after waveof her orgasms she unwindswith him in hervacation spot west coast sunsetthe last timeshe went down on me
Read Moredon’t be shyshe whispers intohis open fly I turn you upso the neighborscan hear midwinter nightcan’t get far enoughinto her
Read MoreIn my fragile isolation preserved hallucinationsof flesh and spiritromp unburdenedthrough solitude.Beneath March’s lunar eclipse,with this itch furthest from my reachI
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