...It comes out of the night's pulsatory bosom inveighling me into the abyss of lechery by its invisible kisses.
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It shows unlimited delights of sex and engenders irrepressible concupiscence inside of me.
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O darling, if you knew how wonderful this licking pleasure is.
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But every time when fit of passion is over I see the blood on my hands and panties,
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And also feel its copper taste in my mouth.
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I think it is something that prepares me, but for what?
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From Eleanor's letter to Joanna.
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I'm lost feeling
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Of distant corners of your sensations
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I'm the desire that has not limit
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My spiritual presence
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Is caressing your naked vestal body
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Flowing by the wave of pleasure
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In your wet vagina
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"My hymen is safe
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But orgasm spreads inside me"
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I couple with your fantasy
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At the crossing of dreams...
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You wake up with smile on the face
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You know that everything
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Will be again next night
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Desire
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Black Countess |