she was a deity in shackles, i could feel her body trembling, her corset wrapped around her waist, so tight- it barely lets her skin breathe.
with her every breath, i could see her breasts, rise and fall. her crimson red waist, lusted for my touch.
her dry and dusty hair, braided with twigs. her back had, cigarette burns and slits.
she asked me for something, which her ex-lovers (who left her in ruins), could not give. a palette, that'd have all the hues, which could cover all her possible blues.
i laid her on a linen bedsheet, and lit candles on its perimeters. she was a goddess indeed.
she glared at me with a vulnerable sight, carnal desires ran in my mind. i broke the corset, which caged my ladylove. i striped off her garments, as if they were useless coverings of my canvas.
she smiled- smiled seductively. i leaned on her, and mapped every inch of her body. we laughed and kissed. and all of a sudden; she took the lead, and grinded my pulsing clit.
her icy lips, rubbed against my warm clit. the night was so intimate, everything was so warm and wet.
we played with our tongue and teeth. i stroke her- stroke her, gently with my paint brush. the friction accelerated, as i drew her outlines.
as the night lingered, and passion grew, she dipped my fingers in her colours, to paint her silhouette. i could see her flower blooming, against my finger tips. it gave out ambrosial syrup from heaven.
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