I ask if I may kiss you.You just smile; no answer is necessary.My initial kiss is just a flirting of our lips.My tongue lightly flicking -Like I am asking,"Do you want me?"The tip of my tongue runs all around your lips.Touching every part,Inside and out -Over and over again.Tickling you, tickle, tickle, goes my tongue.Now I press my lips gently to yours.Rubbing your lips back and forth against mine.My kisses are hot and fast.I cannot rest long in any one place.I have such a need to go on.I trail kisses of passion all over your face.Then back to your mouth.Our tongues dance together.We are exploring.I circle your tongue with the tip of mine.You echo the pattern back to me.I lick the sides, underside and the top.You echo back.I suck your lower lip.You echo back.We repeat, repeat, repeat.The sensations are driving our emotions.We are wild for each other.You thrust your tongue in and out.The movements are rhythmic and stabbing.Simulating our love making during mating.I ask again, do you want me?I can tell that you do.No words are necessary.
The sweet taste of loveStill lingers in my mindA succulent tasty morselA treasure worth its findA wet and juicy fruitThat fills my mouth with joyLike candy to a babyAn edible sexy toyWith nectar sweet as honeyA syrup of flowing silkLike a bubbly kind of lavaAs smooth as warm clear milkIt breathes with scented oilsLike a flower in the mistAnd blossoms when caressedBy the feel of a lover's kissA dessert at its very bestWhen embraced with lots of loveI know I'll never get enoughOf this treat I'm thinking of
HAR