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You come to me, touch me, you leave me
Trembling, transfixed, breathless, bewitched
By the gleam of your white-hot desire
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That I did, and yet the effect you had and continue to have on myself is the same as that which you describe.
Such beauty in this image, such prose that defines a moment in time. Time I long for again and again.
The black beads against your alabaster skin, so tantalizing, so enticing. The one bead though that stands out, eager for my touch once more.
SSir
You have the most amazing wardrobe.
OS, Minx is just amazing period!
an array of beads
i do see
peeking breast makes me sing a song,
it's Mardi Gras all year long…
As always, you are a vision of such beauty that words cannot do justice. The curve of your neck begs to be kissed, your lips likewise.
Let me see…
Two girls at one time…check
Sex on the beach…check
Masochistic beauty for a girlfriend…check
Hands on Minx…hmmm. Guess I still have something to pursue
A very sexy post CM…
I'm already trembling–definitely transfixed.
I don't think you've ever posted a picture that didn't make me want to enact the words you'd written beneath it.
Anon: You aren't alone there…
Southern Sir: An eagerness that seems to run both ways, SSir…
Os: Thank you! I simply couldn't resist the gleaming charms of this necklace…
Southern Sir: Oh you… 😉
the late phoenix: I love when you rhyme and sing…
Jack and Jill: You are mistaken, for your words have me floating on air…
Ken Jashot: So it would seem, KJ…
1manview: I'm tickled you think it so, 1man…
Verbose Lothario: I'm crossing my fingers that will always be the case, VL…
Gorgeous guys, what would I ever do without your generous and sexy words? Thank you…
~Minx x
Yet another dumbfoundingly stunning composition CM. I..just..want..to..reach..out..& touch.
Then by all means reach out, touch, caress, bhp. (Thank you once again for your generous words…)