EmmaRelling

It's a beautiful body that comes towards me. It stops. And he smiles at me. How beautiful is that red and wet smile? that opens, like a sex offered to me, to ask something I don't understand. I look at her light eyes. I think, meanwhile, that her wonderful body beats next to me Her breasts are very close to my chest and the hair on his crotch.

Although you anointed the threshold and ensalivated could not penetrate, licked and soft, not even sail such a vast ship, for its volume as well as for its ballast. My caution mocked and in contrast -liniments, modesty or care- with tiny forgotten annals suddenly and without warning you entered. Never more tolerance or welcome she will find in me so secretive inert that invites antipodean pleasures

Come, intact and flirtatious epiphany, comforting my love that is stiff today to warm my desert bed, my bohemian bed that grows cold. Cover me in your body, my beloved. Wrap me in flattery, if I wake up From the morning to the uncertain glow, that surprises by veiling my agony.

And I felt your hands running over my body, I felt them on my chest, on my belly, taking over my member. He felt them caressing him, squeezing him, masturbating..... Increasingly more intense as you felt my fingers caressing your wet sex. You hear my moans and continue louder....you squeeze my hand and an orgasm runs through your body while my semen drips between your fingers.....

despised as soon as it is enjoyed, without measure longed for, and already achieved, hated without measure, like bait that deranges the unwary who swallows it. I unhinge the sighs, the hugs, the moans of before and during, joy when enjoying, then hardship, promise of joy, then a dream.

Make me feel the heat of your mouth, I want to feel it running through my body. I want to feel it on my lips, on my neck, my chest, my belly, my sex... I want to feel your tongue while your mouth fucks my member. I want to feel your hot saliva drip down to my balls, your teeth scratching my glans while my hands on your head accompany your movement. Feel how my body trembles on the verge of orgasm...feel how my warm semen fills your mouth while mine moans and moans without rest.

I have called you again. Prisoner of the fleshiness of your thighs. Listening to you erect the mythical morbidity of this goat entity. Weightlessness drags me into the labyrinth. More like an addict, free fall takes me to the center of the earth and I wish to continue towards the incorporeal abyss. I envision licking the amphora that redeems this stagnant thirst. 

It's a beautiful body that comes towards me. It stops. And he smiles at me. How beautiful is that red and wet smile? that opens, like a sex offered to me, to ask something I don't understand. I look at her light eyes. I think, meanwhile, that her wonderful body beats next to me Her breasts are very close to my chest and the hair on his crotch.