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The Weekend Gateway

Grand Wailea Maui  
A Waldorf Astoria Resort  
3850 Wailea Alanui Drive  
Kihei, HI, 96753  
 
Napua Suite, 1 King Bed with Sofa Bed
 
 
Offering my soft passion unto the core of his hardness    
The feet of his masculine existence    
Rooting me to the silk covers for which my back graced  
Anticipation to explore the gift of man’s virility    
To be satisfied as a woman yields unto  
His gentle kisses from my toes  
My skin, his postal stamp of approval  
Delivering my body to an erogenous state of his care    
   
Softly kissing me, tasting the ambrosia of my passion fruit  
His tongue deep inside me  
Capturing the wet aura of the essence of my saccharin taste  
Digesting the elixir of awaited time, I’ve wished upon  
 
Mm... succumbing to the feverish craving of a man’s touch  
Body hesitant, yet willing  
Gentle palms spawning over me  
In the discovery his tongue brushstroke  
My back arching in the Nirvana bliss of the eagerness  
 
Hands held to my sides captivating in the trickling lush  
Euphoric rush  
Moistening in the feel  
Lust of parting my pinkish paradise, his beard, saturated, in the drools, the river of chin spills  
Absence of his soothing touch, his come here baritone voice, my body submitting  
Foretold of this surrendering night  
   
His scent is now my perfume  
In the throne of my naked lust for his raw hardness  
The longing to be taken  
As he is receiving  
Mm... his calloused palms softly tattooing my body    
Fine tuning the depravation residing inside  
Wrapping my legs around his eagerness drive  
Masterful loving soaring my body to heights unimaginable  
   
Eyes closing my body kissing the stars  
Manifesting onto his alliance of our mingling bodies  
My breath sealing by his  
Our palms interlacing  
The heat of his breath whispering across my skin  
Feel the need.. mmm.. I am his greed    
 
Thrusting inside me repeatedly  
The soft mummers echoing of being a woman for where I lay  
Settling the creamy passage on top of his throne    
 
My silken gyrating crown, up and down his head, my reign, kinging him for the bliss  
Palming my tits, then cupping the back of my neck  
Drawing my face downwards capturing my soft lips  
   
Dominating his desires    
Hungry moans drifting    
Sailing on winds of forgotten time  
My soul seeping  
I could not have diminished the moment, our souls blushing, the scene of out lovemaking from our pours still reeking  
Or recoiled from the torture of his first caress, addictive, weakening  
   
The first taste of him, heighten my pleasure when he’s driving in and out my lush  
Oh yes, faster his girth soaking up the essence of my gush  
His whispers to my skin as he possessed my existence    
Giving me his name to borrow for his ears only  
Two souls beautifully blending in the still of the night  
The night song now resonating our heighten carnal outcries as we lay
Written by SweetKittyCat5
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Author's Note
I love to travel, and I think being whisked away somewhere for a vacation is a pretty amazing date. But, I'm really into the basic movie and dinner. It's not where you are but who you're with that really matters.

Alexandra Daddario

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