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( I SEE BLACK, OH DARK ) ;  ──── • 29th
Wednesday twilight found me entwined with a woman atop a Brooklyn rooftop, as the sun languidly bled into the horizon. Our undergarments were discarded skyward—surrendered to the dusk like erotic relics offered to the gods of indulgence. Her tongue traced my cunt with the devotion of a glutton savoring forbidden confection, each motion a sin made sacred. We laughed in the aftermath of climax, breathless and delirious, as though the universe itself had unraveled into nothing but the creaking rhythm of a bed too small for our desire.

I reciprocated with dexterous fingers, schooled in the cartography of human vulnerability, unearthing moans from the marrow of her being.

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📝 🍸 Whisper to me — when your skin met mine & lust took over, what was the first wicked thought that crossed your mind?

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