Taste The Heat

As we kiss gently, seduce me with your tongue. I feel the heat when you whisper sweet moans of satisfaction in my ear. I softly glide my curious hands to your breasts. Finger the nipples to hardening tips. To one bead at a time you will tremble as I lick the perspiration from your beautiful skin. Hot and moist your juices will flow. Slowly spread your legs for me so I may lap your temple doors. Precious inner lips are swollen and wet with wanting. How would you want me to play with that?.... Tasty and exactly how we like it, gasping and squirming as I push you to the brink. Hold on while I bring you to the first of many orgasms. Your type of womanly ways make wet dreams come so true. The pleasures we instill together soars far higher than birds of the exotic, while moans echo across blue skies. You grown for more in sweet whimpers. Before my eyes your sex turns fluid and I flood or your cup runeth over, just the same I'm amazed. In the dim candlelight scented, you glistened and glowed as you entered orgasm six. The sexy sound of your sweet voice activates me. Penetration is yours' to say when and how but not to soon. Relishing you bold affection excites us more as we kiss, I taste the heat.


                        Sir Lancelott