Silken white skin Pale as the moon Cold to the touch But when I touch Lightning strikes Your skin comes alive Goosebumps Blossoming from where I first touch Spreading throughout her being Your voice catching as her breaths become faster and we've only just begun I can feel your fire trying to match mine The electricity blazing through you seen in you eyes My hands move from your stomach and encompass your breasts they fit so perfectly in my brutish hands Your back arches into me Soft moans telling...