New Year

 The day has shown up with a beam, when from behind the hills the sun rose. The ruddy apron wrapped the eastern horizon; you stood looking at the east submerging in the warbles of birds.

I was in the valley on foot all along the shoreline of the earsplitting torrent that sung a passionate song, picking shaped shingles whose edges had become smooth with time. From the hill acme you descended then we met at the shore underneath a colossal rock.

That was the beginning.

Virtue in your eyes was discernible then we met again at a gala bash. As of there you took to the first floor. You were leading me to a vacant bedroom. The first affectionate encounter was electrifying; we lived as one in that room with complete hours of darkness. Your affection and brute force ruled that of a cave man, crumbled me. The lust flown turning your veins warm, and war breathe blown trumpet; the tempest in you turned and inundated me. I know you by no means overlook that night with me; the moments were creeping like years. The most stirring instant you spent and enjoyed ever.

Come again, commemorate once again. No merriment is absolute unless the celebration of youth is accompanied after covetousness. 

Brandi xoxo 250 371 0947

If Santa didn’t bring you what you wanted for Christmas this year, as a captivating temptress I will put a smile on your face and make you feel better.

See you soon, Brandi xoxo

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The moonlit night slowly swallowed the noise in the street in Chicago while I was waiting for the cab; you approached me asking the way to the railway station. Then at the station, I saw you sitting on a concrete bench. I pretended not to see you. You sat down opposite me in the train. Your eyes were slowly licking my sensual tempting beauty. You were licking your lips like a vampire. The storm in you caught in the warmth of lust heated the blood in your veins. You yearned to rejoice once. Both of us moved into the silent washroom where your hands surrounded me, pampering, waking up the waves in lust, letting it drizzle heavily. The errant novice in you tasted sensual pleasure for the first time ever, quenching the thirst for a lovely woman. The volcano in your blood emitted lust. Your hands passed over every inch of my seductive limbs which had lured a million men.   Again and again you licked the nectar in me, swinging like a naughty squirrel.

Come again: the tide of lust never subsides forever.

Brandi xoxo

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The stall was full and the crowd was larger than expected. Pressing against me carelessly, you plowed through the hectic crowd. Watching you wrung me with pleasure and pain alike. My stare at you invited your attention on my tempting limbs which attracted every man who came along. As if you were a magnet, you followed me everywhere. At a lonely corner, pressing my hand, you invited me up to your place. We removed our clothes. The lust in you mushroomed, emitting smoke and burning your veins. My lusty figure was amazing: a seductive Diva. In your need, you instantly noticed my physique. That night, you celebrated a ravenous festival, licking every drop of the nectar on me. The lusty wind stormed in you, sweeping me up to the peak of sensual pleasure. For you, it was for the first time. You will ruminate on those memorable moments forever.

The wind subsided; the waves of lust retreated leaving both of us on the ground exhausted.

Once again! The raven in you is still warm!  

 Brandi xoxo

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Flowers are my all-time weakness; I adore them. A form of passion for blooms prevails in me. That evening I was all alone to buy some flowers, when you showed up to shop, wearing your best outfit. Both of us were that attracted at once. While walking through the crowded, lane you pampered my palms silently. Sensing your intention, I walked with you. Reaching your lonely living room, you stripped me hastily, astonishing my tranquility. Slithering on me, you murmured something that I couldn’t comprehend while sailing through the heaven of sensual pleasure. The hall went silent; only my moaning echoed everywhere. You were literally flying in the world of ecstasy, breathing out the hot wind of lust. The dew drops on your face surfaced while your passion heated up your blood vessels. The tornado in you finally retreated, leaving a lull. For the first time, you had satiated your hidden cravings in lust.

Once again; because your lusting storm is enthralling.

Brandi xoxo

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