Youre so humble to kiss & I do so gently across shoulders. Concentration lace with tasteful conversation changes your movement & motive. Grips become piercing, but numb to feel.
Clearly in the winds of ecstasy's pinwheel. Spin-turn-touch-lick...and cry to be bit. Reverse from passion's path via tongue over twist. Curves are held tight as the beast inside...roars from your once calm poise to rise.
Be an animal & I'll love the aggression. Sweating to a faded resting is what is...Bliss & Pleasure. Goodnight. Peace.
If Ive tagged you, its because I thought you would enjoy this. Peace