You’re Tailored to Me

Hold me like my jacket: enclose my shoulders; surround my arms, drape them, brush them softly; hug my torso tight, all warm and soothing; contour my shape, embrace me without restraint. Let’s coalesce into an entangled mess of arms, legs, fingers, toes, and delectable tongues. Immerse your body into mine—hot, steamy alchemy, succumbing to profound pounding, exploding internals, dripping sweat, sweet juice, soaked sheets … Wear me until I’m all threadbare and amatory over you.

The Style Linguist

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