Real Name= Tariq
CONTACTS: chocolatefantasy4u = yahoo. DeepVoice2Hear = aim
all_me_4_u@hotmail.com
http://www.myspace.com/tarik74

Location: Born and raised New York. Now im living here in the west coast. Montana to be exact MY name is Tarik

Piercing: Tongue, Ears.

Dating Status: Single and Looking

Hobbies: Dancing, shopping, working on my car, cooking and writing poetry, and singing.
UNTITLED
I want you to be the candy I stole from sugar hill.
Anticipating having you gives me an insatiable thrill.
Brown Sugar or should I say Caramel Treat,
Your sweet Honey tempts me to eat.
Cotton Candy, Red Cinnamon, Peach, Cream or Butter Pecan.
I daydream of us walking in the park sharing Bon Bon’s
Brown-Cocoa, Black-Plum tastes great on my lips.
What about a Strawberry-Chocolate dip for me to sip?
Lips appearing wet like a Cherry-Rose,
Sticking out from the rest of the grove.
Sipping your Blackberry Wine
While I dine deep into your Watermelon Rhine.
You are the Candied Apple of these eyes of mine.
A soft wet kiss releases a Jell-O stream transforming a river,
For your Red-Licorice raft to seductively sliver.
Hands smooth like Vanilla-Dutch.
My heart is an M&M melting from your lustful touch.
Your innocence of pleasure is assorted like a jolly rancher.
Pecan Tan, Mahogany, whatever
You are the forbidden candyI willtreasure forever...

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I`M PICTURING YOU IN MY DAILY SILENT SLUMBER.
I CAN FEEL YOU PASS MY SIDE, HEARING YOUR LIPS CALL FOR MINE IN DESPAIRING LUST.
IMAGINING MAKING LOVE ONCE AGAIN FOR THE FIRST TIME...SUCH LOVELINESS.
I CAN FEEL THE WARMTH OF YOUR BODY AS YOU GUIDE MY THIRSTING LIPS INTO YOUR CHEST.
PASSION MOUNTING AS YOU BREATHE
HEAVILY ON THE BACK OF MY NECK WHILE TICKLING MY EAR.
SLITHERING YOUR SEDUCTIVE LEG SENSUALLY UP MY MINE WHILE YOUR STANDING NIPPLE IS WARMING IN MY MOUTH.
LUST TINGLES THROUGH MY BODY FROM NORTH TO SOUTH.
BUTTERFLIES BEGIN TO FLUTTER WHEN YOUR TONGUE LICKS MY TREMBLING SIX PACK WHILE YOUR HANDS TENTATIVELY
CARESS MY CHEST.
SOFTLY SLIVERING TO MY BELLY FOR A DIP. REALIZING MY SOAKING SPOT YOU TAKE A SIP.
BABY...
STOP I CAN`T TAKE THIS S%#@. FLIPPING YOU ON YOUR STOMACH TO TASTE THE WINE TRICKLING DOWN YOUR SPINE...
CAUTIOUSLY CATCHING YOUR SIDES TO SPREAD AND TASTE EVERY DROP.
AS I SUCK ON THE JUICE AT THE BASE
OF YOUR HIPS AND ASK ARE YOU MINE....
YOU STRUGGLE FOR AIR, MOANING FOR ME TO TAKE YOU FROM BEHIND.....
I WIPE MY FOREHEAD AND GO ON ABOUT THE DAY...WHY DOES IT SEEM SO REAL????? FICTION SEEMED TO TEMPORARILY REPLACED REALITY, I GUESS YOU WERE A DREAM THAT SHOULD NOT HAVE BEEN A FANTASY REAL!