Because I know how much you love my toes, it's my pleasure to paint and adorn them just for you. I love how you look back at my feet in the air when you're making love to me so you can watch my toes spreading. I can feel your orgasm approaching the deeper you are stroking every crevice on the inside of my vagina. I reach for the ceiling like I'm climbing. You stretch my body from the inside, out. My legs get tangled in your locs as you hold my legs apart. I can feel every thrust you create, touch my heart.
We snap this photograph and immortalize our art.
We made foreplay from thousands of miles away. It's no surprise how excited we both were the day we first met in person. As soon as you got me back to your room, we made our mental connection physically true. You did to me things that had never been done before. I was a soldier for your love as you pinned your dick inside me and dared me not to move. I could feel how much
you wanted me, how long you waited
for me, through and through. The next
day I was reminded of your intensity
and strength. The passion mark you
gave me as a gift, after our first kiss
was a swollen lip. I didn't notice how
hard you held on to it and sucked it
because your hands all over my
body and your love filling me up
knocked me unconscious. All I could
see were the stars. We were so
creative how we made art out of scars.
You erect them then stretch them. You lick them and taste them. Your beard tickles my breast as your mustache caresses the part of my body that arouses me most. The kind of woman who loves to push my titti's down your throat. You make me cum for you when your dick is rubbing up against my clitoris while you thrusting your muscle in me. And at the same time you got one breast in your hand and another in your mouth, driving me crazy down south. I feel your perfect coordination, flexibility and strength while you're multi-tasking. DAMN, I LOVE THIS SHIT!!! The sensation of your spit on the tip. The vibration of your tongue licking, pulling, sucking...numbing the pain. You please me by acting like you hungry for my love. I offer my body to you like sex is our alter. We sacrifice each other to the CREATIVE FORCES OF NATURE.
Bonded forever in the erotic sense of character we capture.
OH, TASTE AND SEE...that i'm a gOod woman
YOU CREATE WHAT YOU CONSUME
The wetter the lemon the better, the blacker the berry the healthier...