..would u play me with your fingers....
and taste my passion fruit with your wet tongue?....
Ah!..
but where to...with your feast of sensations?
..you,...On your knees and eyes upwards...
and i ; in welcoming chair....
with legs spread and rested
on its sturdy, curved arms.
..boldly and vulnerable;...my head stretched backwards and exposing
tender-white throat; and dark-feather hair cascading.....
down shapely collar bones partially covering;
soft, rounded-firm mounds of womanly flesh....
pale in contrast;
to dusky-red nipples; engorged with wanton nourishment.
..you....Sensing the pulsing vibartions before you;..
eyes seeing with your viewing....lower..under your abdomen and chest...
warm; pink-lovely and Oh so slick and succulent;....
with promised delicious scent....
..calling your twitching hardness to her wet and
..gripping heat..
..would u play me with your fingers...
and taste my passion fruit with your wet tongue?....
Ah!..
but where to...with your feast of sensations?.......
...show me....
