Washing the last of the dishes She gazes out in to the garden The bright, spring sun shining gloriously The flowers blooming The grass green and healthy Yet her heart is heavy She wishes for her dear husband to come home Six months he's been away Six months of sleeping alone Six months of an …
Honey tresses sprawl Divine curves wind Silken soft thighs Around his shoulders entwine Spreading lips wide Fingers stroke and caress Kiss devouring sweet taste Beautiful, sinful cries invite him Lapping luscious nectar Tongue hungrily explores On she writhes, angelic sighs For more she longs so sweet * Violet Grey Copyright, 2018 - Life of Violet …
On hands and knees, drifting Stars dizzy her subdued mind With every animal, fervent grind Hand clamped around laced suspender belt He guides each steady thrust Driven on by pure, passioned cries Shivers scatter down his spine He stills... Looking back Fire dances in her eyes Wicked smile graces her lips Pushing back to him …
A steel cage he has built for himself Many years ago In her presence weakens ever so slight Known to the world, a cold hearted man Only she can melt the ice he has forged To protect himself from the world No great beauty to some But to him, she is his Queen, his Aphrodite …
Hair nuzzling against his muscular thigh She takes him in her soft mouth He sucks in a breath through gritted teeth At her tongue on his skin Licking and teasing his swollen crown Arousal tall and proud Soft fingers stroke up and down He gazes down, taking her in Hypnotized by her beauty Lingerie clad …
Becoming Violet Grey 