It’s the curves that I think of:
The stylized V of your ribs
your stomach shrinking away, pulling your skin in a concave valley
The light draping your body, crisp shadows falling from your breasts over your ribs.
The dark dimple of your navel.
The graceful swoop of your hips into a dark, tempting valley below.
Your skin dimpled with sweat. (more…)





















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