Central Park

What a beautiful day to have a picnic?
Sharing quality time among intimate friends.
Being one with nature just making my manhood stiff with excitement.

 Seeing breasts bounce with a simple touch. Comparing a variety of succulent vaginas is always a pleasure that's rarely a opportunity that I'm invited.

I definitely love the feeling of multiple in a delicious, delightful and delicate gift of offering one's intimacy.  
 Sensations are simple and yet perplexing because pleasure sometimes isn't as available without time to connect into what's interesting.

Is it the penile thrusting in a doggy position  as your sucing on the vagina? Perhaps the rhythmical oscillation of two clitorises, you know Scissoring as seminal fluids travels slowly down your esophagus.

The sight of your anus whispers to me the desire of attention.. give it to me and I promise to be let's say sinful.  Maybe she will be a little jealous of my performance,  I'm not selfish.. she's next.

 Dominance and submission intertwine in moments of exploration and excitement. Oneself seeking whatever insisatiable appetites in a creation of our existence.
 
 Kissing is just a introduction to the unknown, but fucking is the realization that everyone is unconditional love. Did I ever mention what a beautiful day for a picnic?