Jadesion Swiel


The Sound Of The Clock

The doorbell rings and she steps out
clad in a black silk lingerie that allows visibility to full supple humps that rests on her chest.
Up and down she looks while he looks left and right.
She grabs him by his tie for they both know they don't have all night.

But unlike previous nights, tonight will be different.
The curtains flutter gently in front the windows that gives them the view of the road beneath their nest.
She lay back on the bed; he enters slowly

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