Once upon a time, in a lush green forest, stood a majestic oak tree, its branches reaching for the sky like arms embracing the heavens. It was a symbol of strength and resilience, admired by all the creatures that called the forest home.
Blossoming lips of pink yearn to be kissed, to be watered by wanton lust, to feel the thorny tongue thrust,. Trace the thorns down your neck, cause your stem to shiver with delight, grow the passion tonight. Petals rest upon those supple breast, smooth and yielding to feathered fingertips, sweet to hungry lips.
Deeply breathing each other in Embraced by the high of this sensual sin Deep gorgeous eyes and a seductive grin Soft sexy sweat forming on silky skin As we push into each other again and again And again and again, and what the hell, once again Until lights fill behind my eyes and heat like cinnamon Washes over my mind like needles and pins And still, those seductive words of yours are already beginning...again
Finally, pull me closer Feel my heavy breathing Against your heaving sighs Pressing passionate pulsing pleasure As I push myself into you. Let me take in your tender smile While you take me in, thrusting deep Deeper and deeper, with deepening need Pushing harder and faster, lusty and deep
Feel my gaze, as it spills across your skin! With longing, Like sweet, smooth nectar. Flowing into every secret desire! And private passion, Let me sweetly taste Your perfect body, Bit by bit, Inch by inch, All for your patient, Imaginary, Pleasure.
Let my eyes undress you Slowly, Let my mind run its fingers against your cheek As your eyes gently close in endless anticipation Let me pull your imagination closer, Our breath quickening as they gradually meet In the silent tension of the distance between Where my lips greet yours in a deep meeting And we softly melt into each other.