Loins Stories

I gaze at you lying in my arms. My desire raging Like fire overtaking my loins. Our lips and tongues seek each other And our breathing quickens.   I gaze at you lying in my arms. I cannot resist your succulent breasts. The nipples protrude like peaks. My tongue glides over them And my lips clamp down, suckling them As my desire quickens further..   I gaze at you lying in my arms. You are smiling at me As your face draws e...

Hacking bones, I glance askanceAt Graham in his bloody apronSawing through a clump of muscleTrimming fat and severing tendonsOh, those hands! now gloved and crimsonSkillful as a slaughtering surgeonOperations never ending Always reaping, never sewingGrisly gristle, loathsome lites areMinced for barbecue delights; IStuff obscenely swollen skinsHope Graham sees me tease the meatYes, meat is murder, this I knowYet swallow al...