Direct Text: Improv Collab with Tiger_Lotus

Noah: We can dance... That's vertical sex...

Thereby developing new dimensions of sense rapport and physical geometry play. That forever anchors the music to tantric magic, making love loooooong before our clothes come off and discovering new realms of pleasure.

It's loving, but it's also soooo sexy.

Lori: I want to dance with you horizontally...

sensual touching and hips gyrating to the rhythms of music as a backdrop, accented by moans and sighs
deep breaths and sharp gasps

Noah: I want to dance with you horizontally…
I want your hands on all of me
sensual touching and hips gyrating to the rhythms of music as a backdrop, accented by moans and sighs
Blood rushing at a high rate, hidden moves never stop, shown in our eyes
deep breaths and sharp gasps
Keep re-addressing your breasts and ass, dressed in the sweat and skin maps

Lori:  ooh. Beautiful thoughts baby.

wicked smiles, given and returned

bites and nibbles

(hard to rhyme nibbles)

Noah: It's my duty to get you hot, m’lady

beautiful thoughts baby, do their part to get us riled, living days like they burn

wicked smiles, given and returned, amplified by delight just a little,

bites and nibbles, pardon where I lap and dribble

(hard to rhyme nibbles) but it's harder than artful prose to lick your clit with my mouth closed. So if I end up drooling like a hose?

(hard to stop when we start to sizzle.) That's just Mother Nature’s cooldown I s’pose!