Violets bloom in spring, they say; Girl, I knew no other way, I was shy and scared that day, Guess that’s why you strayed away.   Little girl in black, walk on, Depressed, like me—the colors gone; A smile, so soft, I’d grown so fond, A frown, so cold, like death had dawned.   Little girl in black, you’re healing A broken heart on my mauve ceiling, That reflects on you my sad feeling And jealous thoughts I was yielding.  ...

'Honey! Whadda we know?''Sweet.''Dribbly.''Sticky.'For two honeymooners resting their loins, this is not helping.Jared, whispering: ‘I want to slurp it out of you like a bear...’A moan escapes Anna, the bull inside rearing, trawling the ground. She tries one: ‘I want you to smear it over my face with your cock…’Free samples.Rushing blood.Tour shuffles on. But a moaning storeroom interrupts...Guide opens the door, tourists...

The stream runs between the stones of time Taking you on a familiar journey  Carving away the times of sadness  Reminding you of the joys only  She was the one that got away  This woman from the deep south  No one else could ever compare She was the sweetest honey in your mouth  The fantasy you read about in books She loved it dirty and perfectly rough Was so loyal to only you back then It’s no wonder you can’t get enough...

Ache to touch her sweet lips Honey coated fingers  Tasting forbidden nectar  Warmth that lingers    Smiling into her eyes  Puckering my lips Kissing her softness  Before my first lick   Hunger in a whisper  That satisfies the hurt Giving in together  Fulfilling our thirst    Licking and sucking  Fingers slipping in Grinding and fucking  In a forbidden land    Moans intensifying  Climax a must  Shaking and whining  Until t...

It all started when I was younger. I'm still not sure how really, even though I've been doing it for a while. A friend and I were out exploring. One of our favourite places were the woods near my house. A place that we could be away from others kids, adults and do our own thing. There was a muddy pond there with an island in the middle, but no bridge. Undeterred I said “I'm going over there,” and my friend protested that...

Honey dipped upon your belly lick by lick the candlestick, as wax is dripped the vanilla candle slips and your member stands tall, firm, as I kiss it, taste it, smell it, until you shake in fits of ecstatic, thunderous applause, My honey dripped Valentine.

Your body prone, almost baring all, You relax and allow my hands to explore, My palms and fingers, Making sweet dimples, massaging, slowly I tease and linger A smile spreads across your face,I kiss your panties, so pure - white and made of lace Then I reach for the special lotion,I feel the thrill, a loving glance, as I prepare our magic potion! A drizzle across your nipples first,Then your lips, a drop of sweetness, to q...