Rage Untamed
Salty skin and sweaty breath She leaves me full with nothing left. A shiver, a gasp, a moan, a growl Taste Her Lust dripping wet denial. Her Primal prey that feeds the Rage A relentless beast held in Destructions cage. Desire, a fire full of scorching ache Lips full red, hips and legs shake. Spent, little death in-bloom Untamed Rage, Her clarion doom.
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