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Whisper In Woods
Cabin Fever
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Whispers in Woods: Cabin Fever
The Cabin in the Woods
In a black bikini, my ebony skin glistens bright,
Your neon trunks cling tight, a testament to our night's desires.
As 'Sexy Thing' vibes surround us,
We sway to 'Flashing Lights', our passion unbound,
With 'More Bounce' in our steps, we dance to the beat,
Our love 'Jumpin' Jumpin'' like Destiny's Child's sweet treat.
Amongst the woods, where sunbeams filter through,
Our private haven, where lusts and joy shine true,
The whirlpool's gentle hum, a soothing serenade,
As we toast our lust, with wine cups raised, in this shaded glade."
With 'Wildcard' hearts, we embrace our desire,
Like 'Freaks of the Industry', our lust on fire,
In this 'Dirty' game of lust, we play by our rules
As the remix of our hearts beats fast, like a 'Dirty' Tank cooled."
The scent of blooming flowers and fresh-cut grass,
Fills the air, as the sunset's warmth touches our skin at last
The soft rustle of leaves, a gentle melody plays,
As we bask in the beauty of this peaceful, woodland way.
With 'Pimpology' vibes, our lust for a work of art,
'You Make Me Wanna Sang' sedative melodies, that touch the seat of your deepest parts.
In this 'Get it Sexyy' moment, our passion is on display,
As we embrace our 'Wild Card' heat in this intimate woodland sway.
Peace Sign
In these 'Hrs & Hrs' of lust, we find our peaceful nest,
With me on the edge of the whirlpool, my legs in a 'Peace Sign' your lips make this pussy smile, our cosmic orgasms are at their best,
In this 'VIP' moment, we indulge in love's sweet delight,
And like 'Houdini', our passion escapes, into the night.
With 'Lovin' On Me' whispers, our private parts are under a magic spell,
And in this 'Dripdemeanor' moment, our lust shines bright, and all is well,
In this enchanted glade, our lust becomes a sweet fantasy,
With every lip and tongue lock, while we wine and dine on each other.
Our lust story writes its magic reality. Creating its own New Testament.
Fuck it Up
With 'FTCU' passion, our lust burst in flame,
And with every 'Hiss' of desire, our lust becomes a sweet, delectable claim,
Adrenaline and excitement make our hearts beat faster, your dick throbs and my pussy pulsates with lust that shines brighter and bold,
In this enchanted haven, our lust forever will unfold."
On your Kings Island, You hear the 'Hoover Vacuum Cleaner' slurp, slobber, sing, moan, hum and g@g on your magnificent while deepthroating.
A reminder of the distance between us, and the lust you have missed has yet to be woo'd.
But with 'Kindred the Family Soul',
In this 'Solar Symphony', our lust shines bright, like the morning sun
You're 'Made For Me', my muse, my body's sweet melody,
With you, our flavor is a 'Poem', a symphony of harmony.
Pose
You're the 'Ice Cream Man', sweet and delicious, a treat for my soul,
And with an 'orgasmic splash', our lust makes a big impact, like a wave that takes control.
Our girlfriend joins us, a beautiful soul so fair, a beauty, with curves that rival the evening air.
The 5 ft 4 inches 220 pound, Caucasian lady named Maya, with her porcelain skin and chestnut hair, has joined us in the cozy cabin, refuge in the nick of time from the sudden downpour. Her bright blue eyes sparkle with warmth as she gazes into the whirlpool, her slender fingers cradling a glass of rich, full-bodied red merlot I just offered.
I ask if she wants a photoshoot. She agrees to a Boudoir session. I get out of the whirlpool, dry off, and get my camera as she gets bare. As we have lady catch-up talk while indulging in our sensual delight, Red Merlot flows, a libation to our love and lust.
As we sip and savor, our senses come alive in the mist, The sunrise blazes, a fiery spectacle in the sky, As we surrender to pleasure, our hearts beating, our lust on high. With my radiant smile and dark, luscious locks, point my camera at her. My eyes locked on the mesmerizing dance of her curves out the whirlpool's waters as she glides in.
The soft rain drums a soothing melody on the cabin's roof, creating a sense of intimacy and The soft glow of the cabin's lighting casts a flattering ambiance, illuminating the gentle smile on the lady's face and the sparkle in my eye. I sit on the edge of the whirlpool, half in the grass, while she is sipping between my legs.
As she sips on my wine, the warmth of the merlot spreads through my veins, heightening the senses and deepening the connection between us. The rain outside creates a cozy cocoon, enveloping us in a sense of togetherness and relaxation. The atmosphere is tranquil, the tension between us palpable, yet comfortable.
Whirlpool Play
With cameras satisfied, and beauty well-captured,
We slip into the whirlpool, our bodies relaxed, and souls enraptured.
The three of us, entwined, in this warm, watery space,
Our laughter and joy, echo off the cabin's embrace.
The red merlot's warmth still glows, as our hearts beat as one,
In this sensual haven, our love and lust have won.
The rain outside subsides, but our passion remains high,
As we bask in the afterglow, our lust shines bright in the sky.
Ass we soak in the whirlpool's warmth, 'Made For Me' plays in the air,
A sweet serenade, celebrating our lust beyond compare.
The 'Solar Symphony' of our sacral chakras beats in perfect time,
In this 'Harlem Swing', our love dances, sublime.
With 'Hoover Vacuum Cleaners' humming in the background, a gentle thrum,
We savor the moment, our lust shining bright, like a sweet jasmine perfume.
As we bask in the afterglow, 'Ice Cream Man' brings us sweet delights,
A tasty treat for our senses, in this loving embrace so tight.
With 'Splash of WAP' we dive into the depths, of our passion and desire unknown.
In each poem, our hearts sing a lust song, that sets our souls on fire.
We each 'Blow the Whistle' one at a time, at the same time, on the teabag, our lust shines bright, a beacon in the night,
We make sure to use our open mouth g@g head pieces for the prize.
Welp marks from whip, collar, and handcuffs from being put on fresh out of the water.Just makes our pussies wetter and your cock swell.
'Nature Runs the Show' reminds us, of the beauty in our sight.
'Simply the Best' describes our lust, a treasure to behold,
'Come to My Window' knocking to connect, anytime for our lust stories to unfold."
As we savor the sweet treats, our laughter and joy retreat,
From the whirlpool's warm embrace to the picnic table's sweet seat.
You Scream, She Screams, We Scream - " We ALL Scream We Want Ice Cream"
We indulge in ice cream's delight, a flavorful, creamy dream,
Feeding each other, spoon by spoon, our love's sweet, sticky scheme.
With strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate, our taste buds sing,
As we playfully throw scoops, and giggle, our lust joyful ring.
Fingers intertwined, we feed each other, a sweet, sensual delight,
In this picnic paradise, our lust shines bright, a treasure in sight.
What a sweet and messy delight!
Three Snaps for Three Wishes
Our bodies are now a canvas, of colorful, creamy art,
With streaks of strawberry, vanilla, and chocolate, a sweet, sticky pardon.
Ice cream drips from our fingers, like melted, sugary gold,
As we laugh and lick each other, our lust story grows more bold.
Our skin is smeared with sweet treats, a tasty, tangy delight,
Our lips and fingers are stained with color, a playful, passionate sight.
We're covered in a sticky, sweet mess, an indulgent, lustful embrace,
Our lust is written in ice cream, a flavorful, fun, and playful space.
The ice cream indulgence is over, but the sweet treats of our love remain,
As we migrate to the queen-sized bed, our passion's flame still sustains.
I dance for my loves, my body swaying to the rhythm of our desire,
As the camera captures the moment, our lust fire burns hotter and hotter.
With each snap of the shutter, our lust story develops.
A tale of passion, intimacy, and hearts that beat as one, forever to hold.
The bikini falls away, like leaves from a tree in autumn's sway,
Revealing the beauty of our lust in all its glory, this single day.
As you tie me to the bed, ass up, and you both have your wicked ways.
Both of you indulge in the luxury of our lust, Denelsia's sweet voice serenades as she climaxes, "Back to Back!"
With 'Sex, Rich Dvgs, & Alcohol', our passion ignites, like a flame that blazes.
Ciara's 'Oh!' echoes through the air, as our bodies sway, entwined in lustful embraces and faces my face is now covered with cakes.
While Denelsia's 'Luxury' wraps us in opulence, a sensual delight, a sweet, sweet seductive space.
Mariah Carey's 'All I Want for Christmas is You' brings a festive cheer,
As we unwrap the gift of our lust and banish all fear.
Denelsia's 'Avalanche' sweeps us away, in a torrent of desire, having creamy orgasms and squirting everywhere.
While Indie Arie's 'Little Things' reminds us, that lust's beauty lies in its sweet powerful fire.
Raining Benjamins
Rihanna's '$ Ex With Me' beckons us, to indulge in lustful devilish sinful delights,
As Denelsia's 'Infinite Wealth' and Iammellowwill's 'ISS Jus Money' ignite,
A poetic fusion of passion and wealth, a tale of lust and love that's truly infinite.
Justin Bieber's 'Yummy' treats us to a sweet serenade,
As Denelsia's 'Senate Bill 17' poem, echoes through the shade.
Michael Jackson's 'Man in the Mirror' reflects our lust true light,
She sucks on his sack. He hijacks my face with his ice cream.
While Childish Gambino's 'This is America' reminds us, that our lust is a beacon in the night.
The video recorder captures three emotions high intensity and ecstasies as we scream in glee.
The 'Million Dollar Baby', Tommy Richman, before Iniko 'Jericho' walls come tumbling down, and State House Government Center Field Trip songs remind us Freedom is a blend of the symphonies we create when we see stars. We can say and see by the dawn's early light. A sweet, delicious serenade, that lingers in's echoes all day long.
'America Has a Problem', Beyonce and Kendrick Lamar remind us,
But the Tree of Life and Love is the solution, a sweet, sweet balm, that heals all wounds and makes us whole.
Chloe Bailey's 'Surprise' delights us, with a sensual serenade,
While Denelsia's 'Lovers Groove Delight' wraps us in love's sensational shade as we have reached our cosmic altitude for this day.
About the Creator
Denelsia Walker
Poet, Author, Musician, & Adult Enter Model. My Brand is HOEZBWINNING via Amazon Merch on Demand. Plus am an Amazon Influencer. Founder of Delcia Secrets Contoured LLC custom-made lingerie. Creator of International Poetry Whore FB Group.
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