Here and now, there’s only you and me, the fading light, this warm, spring breeze, an intensity of desire that brings us both to our knees, the worship of glowing skin and aching flesh as each stitch and thread is languidly teased away, the kisses luxurious, hungry and deep, an indulgent sensuality that inscribes onto our very souls each gasp and whisper and tremble, every groan, mark, shiver as you lay me down on crisp, white cotton, as you glide your flawless hands along this imperfect skin, as my fingers trace the hollow of your hips, as my lips and tongue find the racing pulse on your neck, as you spread me open and strip me bare, as my body yearns for your mouth and its unique caress, as you slowly ease your hard, dripping cock inside me to the hilt, as my sweet, hot cunt takes you, feels you, sheathes you, milks every drop of your come, as you claim me and fuck me and love me, as I possess you as master and man, as we fuse with a tenderness and carnality that leaves us breathless, complete, undone.
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