Going it alone

She arched

she rose,

she thrusts

she rolls,

she pants

she breathes

so heavily,

she moans

she sighs,

her peak

rises high,

she clenches

she gasps,

as passions

explode, flow

and then

tapers off,

at the

tip of

her fingers

but the

satisfaction lingers.

sweat soaked,

and breathless,

exhausted senseless,

but fitter,

for the

exertion of

intensive solo exercise.


Via : Daily Prompt : Taper



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