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Saddled for pleasure you romp through my world galloping your white stallion across virgin landscape pulling on the bridle of naked innocence allowing the mane of my freedom to wave cautiously through your fingers lashing out your demands against my bucking nature then trotting within my softened heart to rein in the breadth of my soul. ©2020 Ravyn Rocques

His wry smile has a way of undressing me even before I slide the string of fabric off my hips, stopping just before exposure, turning to present him with a view of the back, bending over slightly to wiggle out of the rest and waiting impatiently for what I know is coming next. ©2020 Ravyn Rocques

He needs no further distractions, the wine, the soft music, the height of my skirt, I can see it in his eyes, in his nervousness, he wants me, to conquer and divide me, manifesting his power and virility over my untamed nature, sharing the treasure of my body with all his senses, and afterward, to lord over his spoils in gallant chivalry. ©2020 Ravyn Rocques