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honey honey Taste honey on your lips hunger in your kiss honey brown hair brushed aside neck and throat offered, yielded to passion we hold each other close lips and tongues dancing eagerly tugging open buttons and zips eager to find more warmth of you a brushing hand feels your heat hand returns feels moisture too you groan and I groan too as hands find marvellous things to do caress and stroke and hold mould and fondle and tease our hands work to please and our moans grow deeper as our decline is steeper onto our knees and kissing continues clothes are almost completely off or so open as to be negligible now lips leave lips to swoop upon a shoulder, or thigh, or breast a gourmet feast spread before me your juices fresh and arousing your lipstick gone and hair in disarray we plunge onward all politeness gone the only manners left of pleasing the other there is no you first there is only taste suck lick fuck and we move in rhythm against each other we pound or thrust hips or plunge and our juices mingle and mat hair our bodies grow wet with sweat and we pant and groan like old machines set into motion and ever so eager to get to where we are going to then almost there we pause upon the brink we hold the mountain has been climbed upon the precipice we unsteadily balance throbbing aroused flushed and ready our breath staccato fluted gasps any moment we will topple over a thumb slides across your wet core over edge of lips and lifts dew from walls then thumb glides flat onto clit transferring gathered nectar onto sensitive tip and with this so we also tip our bodies shake rattle moan lift and shudder your muscles grasping tight around me as my muscles expand and exhale in spasm sweet tight light muscle tense pleasure as we surrender to the drop fall beyond where we are tangled and loving and tasting every inch of the way with you in you of you we lie gasping upon the shore the shore of our own passion and with kisses caresses strokes and touches begin once more to swim out into the deepest of deep water into the truth and passion of ourselves. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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