She touches me in a way I cannot describe, her cinta floods this room with a thousand roses.
This scent of her skin drives me crazy...
or is that just the presence of her body?
My hormones are taking over, passion over-whelming my 5 senses.
As I slither my tongue into her mouth I find that not only do I want her body completely-but I also want to always be-and I mean forever be-...with her.
She knows exactly what to do, exactly where to feel me.
She knows exactly what I'm begging for-even if I don't say a word.
Why the hell is she so amazing?
Am I going mad?
I cinta this, pressing my body against hers....
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