irreversible mutilation of love
trail of scars and tears
flood of warmth surrounds my body
caressing my shoulder blade
pooling at my feet– a puddle
blood and body washed away
winter rain
plausible deniability
is all part of the show
unequivocally his manhood
surprises me every time
best of temptations
inside my walls
behind closed doors
resides the mysterious voices of sex
the art of hard cock
permeates where words fail
saliva drips uneasy glances
glint eye to eye


You are right, it is all part of the show.
This is a bit darker than your usual stuff but (as always) it stirs emotions. Well done, Vixxy.
– PB