Say What's On Your Mind

From Egypt - America its always been WAR!

mighty men

The root of bitterness

12 Tribus (Worldwide: James 1:1)

Anointed Hands (Isaiah 61:1)

well done

Our lips collide, teeth graze, tongues entwine,
Heat builds, your hands grip, your body presses mine.
I catch your gaze, then see you slowly lower,
Kisses tracing fire down my skin, my desire grows bolder.

Collarbone, stomach, hips — your lips explore,
Every touch, every suck, makes me shiver more.
Breath hot on my skin, teasing every line,
I’m trembling, gasping, letting you claim what’s mine.

Your mouth slides lower, teeth brush, lips press,
Every kiss, every nip, I can’t suppress.
Hips arch, thighs quiver under your hands,
Every bite, every hickey — I understand.

You trail your lips down my body, slow and deep,
Marking me, leaving me gasping, unable to speak.
Hickies, bites, teeth tracing skin,
Every touch, every nip, pulls me in.
Lower and lower, I’m yours to claim,
Every mark, every bruise, ignites the flame.

Your teeth press, lips suck, fire on my thighs,
Inner thighs trembling, caught in your eyes.
I shiver, moan, hands clutching sheets,
Every bite, every hickey, repeats in heat.

I watch my skin redden under your teeth,
Every mark a story, every nip a feast.
Your tongue teases, tracing where your teeth just bit,
I arch, I gasp, I shiver — every moment lit.

Your mouth slides lower, teeth brush, lips press,
Every kiss, every nip, I can’t suppress.
Hips arch, thighs quiver under your hands,
Every bite, every hickey — I understand.

You trail your lips down my body, slow and deep,
Marking me, leaving me gasping, unable to speak.
Hickies, bites, teeth tracing skin,
Every touch, every nip, pulls me in.
Lower and lower, I’m yours to claim,
Every mark, every bruise, ignites the flame.

Press me… bite me… harder… yes…
Trace every line… leave me a mess…
Thighs trembling, skin on fire,
Every nip, every mark, sparks desire.
Lower… lower… let me feel your teeth…
I’m yours… completely… beneath.

You trail your lips down my body, slow and deep,
Marking me, leaving me gasping, unable to speak.
Hickies, bites, teeth tracing skin,
Every touch, every nip, pulls me in.
Lower and lower, I’m yours to claim,
Every mark, every bruise, ignites the flame.

Marked Deep

matthew-7

Choose the Second One

Love Me Like There’s No Tomorrow

🎵 AI Artist: VirtuousPsalms | ✍🏽 Songwriter: Judea Israel
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The root of bitterness

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