Carnal Fuel

Go Dog Go Café

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Fuel my fire

he did

erotic words

closely whispered

licking flames

needing to burn

famished hands

kindling aches

needing to roar

grabbing hips

forcing tight with his

ardent cadence

of carnal pulse

pushing slow with tease

deeper and deeper

my embers billowed

his body aware

quickened rhythm

taking hold

scorching nakedness

out of control

heated screams erupting

orgasm flooding fire

lust-filled blaze

slowly calming

smoldering desire

wrapped tightly together

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©MidwestFantasy/Beth Amanda

March 2019

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