Like hearts joined by chains of creative romance.
Bound together with silken red ribbons.
Wrists together, pulled tight against the bed.
Back stretched, ass taut, legs spread; ready, willing.
Clean.
Like slowly dripping sweat, salty on your lips.
Tingling streaks of thin, red, stinging lines down my back.
Bodies pressed together, thrust painfully, beautifully deep.
Muscles clenching, releasing, falling
into ecstasy.
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