Sex Scene- Revised

She was wrapped in black lace, Curved oval eyes glimpsing through my vision. Broken lens among flawless imagery. She was a shot of contrast, pale skin confides under dark waves. A porcelain doll, a fragile spectacle. My humanity beckons to be harnessed, she whispered with elegance against my ears, losing thought to the brush of lips nuzzled against my neck. Her essence is heavy, like pheromones, Stunting together crowds by their joints. Songs slowed with her motion, Glossy eyes exacting reflective clarity. She climbs on top of my world, the heat from her skin is proof to me, she is not like the rest. Her outline glows, socially surpassing the skies, She must be an angel.

My heart throbs to spill my guts. stretching me back she taps on my chin, she can exist in my world.. She is the dream behind my lust, the reality unseen. This moment is unreal. When i’m lost in her tender love, i can feel my heart ready to burst. Lost in desire and fervid dreams, I’ll have to kiss her to wake up, i’m in too deep. Plush lips and vibrance rushes over our souls. the radiant glow from her bare skin blinds my senses, Lost in the smooth outline of her thighs. She’s got me exactly where she wants me. She takes my breathe away in a single bat of an eye, caught like a deer in headlights. Her beauty waved before me like some treat, a soft dampness on her tongue cannot subside my hunger.  

Spoiled by god's hand, i crave more of you. Fingertips glide across your leg and thigh, Nervous hands caress ever so lightly upon her bosom, sending a sensation down her back. My heart stutters foolishly, she covers my hands proving this moment is real.

Lifting her shirt over her head, and our spirits over the ledge. The air turns volumes, static ecstasy rolling off her breasts. Hair falls over towards her ears, as eyes fall to the spell. her hand presses against my chest. As my hand fits itself around the neck, spilling raw instinct and dark pulsing sentiment. i submit her body down into the bed. Her eyes glowing with tranquil warmth as her curves become my horizon, and her heart, a path layed with amour.

Our lips meet in a fiery place. The taste of her honey sweet loins have asked my tongue to dance, taking me in from the outside storms. Sounds shined like lights upon a dimmed room. Under lambent moonlight, her body trembles in euphoric pleasure. I wish to savor the moment, lighting and taste.

A smile glows with blush red lips, her breasts against my chest, the faint brush of her nipple becomes the details i’ll harvest as ripples on the surface of a deep complexion. She gasps once, as our bodies meet. Contributing a pinned up emotion, i hold her down at the wrists. My name rings in my ear, barely coherent to the fact that i’m alive. Dampness thickens as tensions flux, yearning thrust into her tender skin. I can love her so deeply, this stranger to my heart. My teeth brace her neck as my heart explodes, bursting with lust. Tightening holds to accentuate, Purity is perfectly personal.