Saturday, November 19, 2011

Love Making: The Art of Love Making (series 2)

I am enjoying watching you dance for me. You are so lovely. Do what you do baby. As I walk towards the bed with you seductively eyeing my every move, I can tell what it is you want and the way you need it to be given to you. Come to me. Oh my...you are so intoxicating and as I glide my tongue along the length of your stomach while caressing your hips, my mind is fixed on devouring every drop from you
 
Lay back beautiful.  Peeling back your panties, your sweet aroma is unwilling to escape my senses.  You want me to taste it don't you? As I begin the circular sucking motion you have begged me for, I notice the release of the nectar for which I long for. Yes...let me taste all of it. Make me taste all of you. You want to release again don't you?  Ok baby...anything for you.  I hear your moans..your ever wanting need for me to take control and handle you passionately; just  as every woman should be

Now, give me your hands.  Place them in your smooth flesh and massage it while I undress for you.  I love to watch you.  Yes...just...like...that.  Just as I get completely naked, I hear another release burst forward from deep within you.  You are majestic, my beautiful queen.  As I slide my masculine body on top of yours and enter you with elegant ease, I feel you begin to open; allowing yourself to slowly conform to the width I was blessed with.  Ohh yes baby, bite your lip like that.  You know how excited that makes me...

With rhythmic precision our bodies entwine for hours and with every thrust it is confirmed we are soul mates.  By nature, I was designed just for you...and only you.  Oh my...I hear your screams.  I feel your nails forcing my flesh apart.   I feel your body's tension and it's forcing me to push you to new levels of heightened self awareness.  You've never been here before and this will forever be my gift to you, whenever you desire it as I am here to serve you

Don't look at the clock....we have much more to experience.  I feel you start to weaken but you urge me not to stop.  As I lay on top of you, I can feel the sweat beading down our bodies.  The euphoric scent is almost too much.  I grab you and roll you on top of me in one sweeping motion.  Almost instantly, you take control.  How is it that anyone could feel this good?

I love to watch as you place your palms on my chest and rotate your hips back and forth along the complete length of me.  I feel the very depth of you and with each outward thrust, all the juices that have tried to be kept inside, glide down my thighs and onto the already moistened sheets

Continue grinding back and forth but bring your mouth to me.  As I hold you in a tight embrace with my arms traveling the length of your back, you release once more and suddenly I feel your mouth opening against my neck and the pleasurable sting of your bite against my skin   

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