Honey by Debbie Radford
Honey Debbie Radford Honey pools in the dip of my waist.It flows like warm sunlight down my thighs.Every curve a golden river, every step a supple pour.Like a honeycomb, my body is textured and endless, mailable like bees wax, with threads of dripping sweetness curling around my hips.My skin gleams like amber in the late afternoon- something one cannot help but savor.I wear the curves of my body like sugar silk- soft, lustrous, and shimmering in a sunshine touch.I am the sap of my creation, overflowing in luxury I melt into the depths of my form, as smooth as nectar's fall-slow and sure. Each…
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