Masks

a touch
a kiss
intimate strangers.
she will be called Lola.
tonite.
she loves it when he says her name
it turns her on.
face masked in black feathers and silver shine.
body covered in sheer
lolas legs exposed for his touch,
his kiss.
his kiss
her touch
his touch
her kiss
lips
ear
cheek
lips
Lola
whispers of sweet nothings

legs entangled
scents mixing
he
her
she.
nibbling near his ear
he calls out
Lola
the excitement of heat
the mask
heels
sheer covering.
imagination.
romance me.

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