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on the balcony that night

a black spaghetti dress.
my hand riding up.
my touch is a mystery.
my fingers drowning in your mystique.
moans quiet and fast ravaged gone wild like history.
you gasp hard.
you ache.
my touch eating inside of your thighs.
you want to scream.
but passion only made you bite your lip.
my hands consuming you again and again.
your breasts kissed my touch.
your pussy whining deep in my hand.
your ass cheeks felt the seductive whisper of my hands sting.
your black long hair a mess.
your blue eyes twinkle with a promiscuous gleam.
your glasses fogged up.
my kiss became a drug.
a poetic high for such intimacy.
that night.
when my best friend became my lover.
on the balcony.
and love told our secrets.
again and again.
your bra catching the wind.
your panties wet kissing the floor.
again and again I ravage you blindly.
darkness swallowed you.
naked.
you begged for more.
your porcelain pale skin.
a softness I ache to afford.
knowing I had in my bed.
again and again we fucked till our bodies Adore.
©darkmocha