Thursday, September 27, 2012

Amorous Dance

It always starts with
a delicate dance, tumbling, cascading with
fluid anticipation, glistening, exploding and
billowing with rhythmic passion, bursting,
moaning, soaring and screaming with ecstasy,
then gently settling down, letting go, resting
in the simmering afterglow of it all.
Her titanic torso-sized breasts
swimming over and under my fingers
like a flowing fluid flood, my
powerful pillar profoundly dances deliciously deep
between her billowing breasts of blissful beauty,
fulfilling her faithful flight frequently and
phenomenally. Inwardly, she sings my name,
her two undulating nurse-mountains dancing with delight,
my thrusting tower trapped between their numerous quivering gallons of mass
like an ancient sanctuary overflowing with
my creamy fountain of virility.
Her deeply devouring cleavage dances
the dance of ten million ejaculations,
and my buried pillar bursts with creamy bliss
yet again, her powerfully massive breasts slowly undulating
like immense engines of orgasmic ecstasy. She
moans and screams like the blissful birth of stars and galaxies
as her billowing breasts swim to and fro like oceans of love,
dancing with endless waves of amorous fulfillment.


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