a group of travellers set off
adventures theirs to seek
golden treasures and more
the leader young and swarthy skinned; four others were there
one a woman fair
a churning ravine blocked their way but cross they did with loss of one
and to the other side did come
here they rested all so tired
sad at loss of one of them
depleted in energie; all food gone
the woman stole away and on a lowly barque stretched out so none would see
she sailed through ancient pillars of stone
knowing her lover close would be
she came to land of bounteous means
and in a glorious hotel found herself
solitary it was with only few
she saw the leader of the pack had arrived in front of her
he stood at desk and booked a room; and with him she did go
their suite of interconnecting rooms, narrow passageways
he stripped and showered waited for her; his erection huge
she came to him laid down by his side
across the hall a woman sat beautiful was she lithe and golden haired
her body tanned
a countess of dubious means; looking for a needy man
rich and wanting of one like she
a young man came into the hall; handsome long haired
an artist drawing superbly
young woman's lover it was he
she saw him there and ran to see
leader pulled her from him and locked her in his suite of rooms
the young man in his dismay saw the countess
he made his way to her and lovers they became
till the leader struck him down and died he did
countess and young woman mourned for him
became friends and left the hotel far behind
to start a journey of their own
they travelled far cross land and sea
became they lovers intimately
enjoying the beauty of each other
thighs and inner precious places
lips and fingers all explored
hidden secrets in delight
softly curved bosoms buttocks
curve of elbow; crease of neck
all part of their intimacy
as on their journey made their way
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