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NOSTALGIA

She was my BBW, my five course meal.
How I would dine on her divine body, only she knows.
One cold Saturday afternoon,cuddling watching TV,
How she looked at me I knew it was about that time.
I loved her too- her aura, her brains, her whole being,
How she made me feel, my spirit levitating in pleasure,
Watching my body react to her…

Walking into the kitchen, From the back she would grab my ass, tease till she got to my parts,
Gasp as she touched all the walls of the pink,
Biting hard on my neck, her scars my new tattoos.
Going crazy in the kitchen, turning off the stove, burning the roof off ourselves.
The snacks and cake go flying to the side, kissing like war is all we do.
Pinned to the wall she bites on my nipples, Oh God there is just something about how she nibbles!

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How she knew to turn me on and keep me on a constant high,
When she got on top of me, naked, as I was,
Caressing my breasts as we locked tongues, her body on mine,
The lower she went the more I lost it,
Scissored legs, back and forth inertia…
Wetness! She made me flow like a river, made me moan like a porn-star, 
She fucked me so hard, Miss Kitty constantly pulsating, as my heart did. 


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How she inserted her fingers in me and rubbed the right way,
Had me rolling my eyes to the back of my head, clutching at the sheets,
Spreading my legs wider and wider, she fingers harder and harder,
Her tongue inside me…Heaven couldn’t feel better!
Moist and soft all around my lady parts, chills down my spine - that’s how good she was.

She hit the spot, killing the host.
Little deaths overcame me, lit me up like a sparkle, 
For an eon I was nowhere near sober.
Then she did it ten times over, magic!
 Nothing else could come close. 


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She was the angel that never flew back to Heaven.
So hellish were her ways but Heaven was all she brought.
Now, am here seated at our spot with a glass of strong on the rocks,

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Memories... that’s all I have of her now,
 Wet, wild wistful memories of my love.


Expressionista2039
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Piece written and inspired by
Expressionista2039

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Work by levon 
Levon family 

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