Just right (Part 1)

Just right All through the house we danced in loving embrace face to face Hands in hands with feet floating our hearts gliding to the bed Where our passion resides. Beside the head spinning kiss (breath taking) The room filled with rage, lights flashing strobing as we stroke each other’s Flesh; tender to tickle grasping to grind our burning vessels. My manly masculine Your feminine fragrance: frivolous frenzy astounding vibrant (souls peercing). You take me in your mouth little by little feeling me grow in side behind your lips. While tonguing the G spot under my throbbing head your lips caress. Your sleek Fingers fondle my sagging bag holding the sweet and warm saltiness you desire to Take from within me. The earth shakes my soul trembles (I whisper “My God”). Running my hand over your soft hair gliding it through my fingers, feeling the Tumble of our comet. Committing to submission of desire. I have to let my plosive plea to please you unfold. So I slip out of your mouth, Slide down and kiss your lips letting our toungs twiddle and flow free fueling Our heated term of tenacity. I run my hands over your body… (Strong in touch) Lightly run my toung down your neck … Nibbling and blowing on my trail of Moister my toung laid, my hands full of your beloved buns gripping tight. You place your hands on my head gently placing my face inferno of the sweet pink. Hmmmmm…  I moan …  “Oh” … You grasp in breath! I slip my nose in the slit, slowly pressing in and moving up, while tonguing your taint We both move to spread the wings f legs and lips you fly upon. Hmmmmmm… I moan… “Oh” … You grasp in breath! I take in my lips your flower pistol moving like placing on lipstick And flickering the end with my toung. Then opening to take all of it in. Rolling in my toung like cradling. I begin sucking and pulling like Crazy… pinching the nipples of your tender breast shaking my head Back and forth and sucking as I toung it… Hmmmmmm… I moan… “Oh” … You grasp in breath! Then you shout to me  “Michael” … “I want it inside me” “Make love to me Michael” I raise my head look into your glazed eyes I see it, I feel it and it consumes me… (Just right part 1)Deticated to all the writers of heated passion! Written December 25th, 2001 © on Dec 25 2001 06:39 AM PST   0 • 16