Friday, 1 June 2012

My Addiction...

My heart pours of happiness
As I lay beneath those cold blankets
Her thoughts gave warmth, her dark skin against mine, her lips wrapped around mine what a perfect picture.

Her love is all I think of, with passion I've hated I've loved. I've been high I've dam addicted she's my one and only drug. Dreams came to reality my heart never felt such a beat.

I've never felt so wet, love making never felt so pure so pleasant so enjoyable she is my realistic. whom my kitty longs and craves to grind and pump on, my hands itch the feel of her skin her shape her womanhood .siphiwe another chance.

By Nonkululeko Blackchic Ximba (South Africa)

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