Raclette Romance

Fingers warm against my abdomena Raclette, burning and dripping sweat,and I need to melt yet, againstthe hardest parts of Greco-Roman. Bodies release like Swiss cheesescraped off you into my roundest bits,permanently pressed cheese sandwiches;the pungent smell of release. Oh, how sublime, the ancient rind,curving splendor, a fountain sipof perfectly paired white wine lips,roasting flames with […]