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| 115. Blinded She awakened slowly on the bed Her vision blinded by a cloth of black Although she could not see or know my face She could feel my breath upon her back A shiver ran up and down her spine As she felt my gaze upon her naked beauty I wondered how many men had seen such splendor To worship this goddess would be my sacred duty The lightness of my finger touches gave her great delight As I slowly touched and felt the crevices of her skin My kisses tantalized her neck and thighs Her female scent escaping from within She moaned and giggled as my tongue licked inside And seduced the very core of her being Her legs parted to invite me to explore Enjoying the pleasure of vision without ever seeing Gently I turned her over and placed her on her back Her breasts arching upwards to greet my eager lips My hands stroked slowly her face and neck And I caressed the contours of her womanly hips She begged me and pleaded to allow her to see When she heard me remove my clothing Instead I kissed her mouth and rosy red cheeks Spending an eternity touching and exploring I engorged myself on such a beautiful feast And used all my manly parts to give her pleasure When her body responded and begged for much more I repeated everything from the start for good measure When at last both satiated the episode did end I freed her eyes to view and to look upon me She simply smiled and gave me a wicked grin Who would have guessed a blindfold could cause such glee? |
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