No words are needed as we make each others desires our own.
The way our bodies respond to each others touch is the purest magic I’ve ever known.Time seems to stand still when were in each others arms and the woes of the world are no where to be found.
Many are the pleasures we share.When we taste of each others honey it starts wants of more desires. When you softly kiss and tenderly touch my body it raises such feelings of lust and wanting. With your tongue you trace my body and make me want you so badly. I feel your arms pull me closer to your warm body.Your soft erotic whispers make me ache for your deeper lust and you respond to my wanting with your deeper thrust.
A warmth starts to grow deep inside and like a burning fire our passion grows higher and higher. The heat of our lust gets to a point of no return. Then like a bright flash, a sweet explosion of satisfaction fills our souls and soft quivers of delight through out the night.
Donna Schmitt
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