Her skin, I love to touch,
I love to touch her skin.
Soft, succulent, delicious skin
on legs, belly, breasts, her folds.
I love to touch her skin.
Our mouths,
with gentle suction, pulling and drawing,
Our tongues,
entwined in rhythmical dance,
sliding, swirling, simulated movements when united.
Thick protrusion enters her skin,
Her skin,
I love to touch
