After the Shades Close - Explicit

Desire speaks loudest when the world goes quiet.
— J. Elahi

Put your pussy on my face.

Let me close the shades.

FaceTime ain’t been the same

since we had FaceTime.

Tongue on your fruit—

and I ain’t talking

no bitten apples.

Hold your waist up

like a broken dinner table—

c’mon, what you doing?

Why you moving?

I’m just saying.

You be playing.

Let me put my face in?

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