You sit there waiting me, I know it is me you are waiting for, it has always been me. The sunlight dances across your smooth sleek lines, trying to warm you with its heat. . Outside the window the world goes about its business but I am oblivious to them, you are my focus now.
Your presence is like a constant pulse of magnetism to me, pulling me in towards you, closer and closer until my fingers are running up over your legs and across your body. I want to feel your heat but there is none to feel. I snatch my hand away as I realise that although you sit here full of grace and poise you have no fire, no heat, no life… for those things, you need me.
Molly Moore - Author, Blogger, Photographer, Speaker, Director of Operations @Eroticon
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11 comments
New to your blog. Very much enjoying it.
Welcome and I am delighted you are enjoying your visit here.
Mollyxxx
I’ve seen the way you brought warmth and fire to that table… and I loved the images.
Great post, leaving any reader to want more 🙂
Rebel xox
The pictures of what transpired here were breathtaking.
Is it bad that your last couple of sentences has given me a good idea for zombie erotica? It probably is isn’t it? 🙂
I am delighted to have stimulated your creative urges, even if they are zombified.
Mollyxxx
It is definitely an inspired (and inspiring!) piece of equipment, especially when graced by the human form 🙂
~Kazi xxx
Short, sweet, and leaving the imagination free reign – love it.
I love how you were able to describe the equipment so eloquently and make an inanimate object so sexy. I enjoyed this.
~Robin
I loved the pics on my TL the other day! Loved them!
truly poetic