It's the anticipation of what is to come as i slowly kiss my way from your neck down to your navel It's the first taste of salty sweetness as i gently part your lips It's the way your tender back arches when iam in just right spot It's the moans of pleasure you release with each gentle caress of my tongue It's the way you grind your hips and paint my face with with color of your soul It's is the slow symphonious build to climax and the way you release it all like it is as primal like it is as necessary for you as it is for me...
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