Temporary BlemishesA Poem by Nevilleif you don't like what you see .. then quit lookingTemporary Blemishes Oh’ my word, how I loved the
feel of that smooth, yet still, undulating ridge
between my fingertips and thumb .. And how indeed, I used to love the tastes of salt and cotton, on my very hungry, swollen tongue .. And even now, I can distinctly recall, how I would trace ever so slow, across the subtle curves of those already deliciously fading indentations
.. Yes those, left upon the flat of her belly for only a
few brief moments when, she first slipped out of her
panties .. © 2024 NevilleAuthor's Note
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