You feel my hand glide across your abdomen as I pull you tight to my heat you feel the pressure of me pressing into your backside, your jeans unbuttoned allowing me access, we stand on the path of this secluded forest safely distanced, your panties, my touch reaching back your impulse to work my cock as my finger enters you and guides you to gyrate in that unrestrained manner, I would kiss you but in this new reality our mouths remain covered, while you jerk me harder and grow wet to the...
If I could dissipate into a fine mist I would fall upon your skin with that delicate touch, collecting in the finest beads to skin uncovered like the faintest caress drawing goosebumps to your flesh, beneath that summer dress the hidden geography awaits an exploration and the excavation of buried pleasures longing to surface
He grows to crave the jubilant ecstasies that escape her in the low growls and heightened shrieks whenever they become secluded in those cramped quarters when she no longer wishes to restrict him from arousing every portion of that monument that is her naked body; inviting the exorcism to be performed in extensive sessions, she offers all of herself to be manipulated by his searching mind and the textures of his bare hand invading locked secrets that incite the primal greed of the flesh to admonish...
This bold intrusion met by a tight hold hearing us in the silence -the movement within your mouth open lips hungry.
My cue to meet them the intensity channeled to the point of contact, begging my release to shower you in the might of our creation, grunts meet moans driving my obsession slicked in the core, never a doubt, my love that I will be needing more.
Did you light up a little, seeing me return from the cerebral battle that occupied my attention?
Lost in that lonely bed waking in the middle of a dream reaching for my shape intent to fill yourself with a shot of my heat to carry you through till the melodies of the songbirds roused you from the peace to salute a new day
Did you miss the scrape of my morning bristles colliding against the curve before popping those alert nipples into my mouth for a rushed enticement?