TheDR4KE
Breathing the sensuous Om
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- Aug 6, 2001
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Perky's post made me a bit dreamy, and made me think about what my biggest fantasy is at the moment.
It is to begin slowly, with my fingers
massaging her hair, her scalp, my fingertips exploring your skull and releasing all the tension from worrying thoughts.
Then I dream of moving down, taking the pressures of carrying the world on your shoulders away with strong hands rubbing your neck, your shoulder blades, your shoulders.
Thumbs undoing knots in your back, like I undid the buttons of your clothing earlier, before your bath. Fingertips trailing over your spine, nails drawing sigils onto your skin, my lips and tongue painting hearts and flowers onto your back, down your ass and thighs.
I want to hold your feet firmly in my hands, be the ground on which you can build safely, a foundation for your future. I want to kiss your ankles, tender lips on your Achiles tendon, as with all your vulnerabilities you've shared with me in trust and love.
I dream of breathing my hot wet deep-out-of-my-lungs lust against your naked little girl pussy and nibbling on your lips. I want to growl into you ass, drawing your juice up with my tongue and letting it drip into your crack, lubing you up. I want to lie on you, cover you, flow over you and into you and fuck your sexy woman ass slowly as we breathe our soul together.
I want to feel you tense under me, out of joy, out of anticipation of release, out of trust, out of anal stimulation from my hungry hard cock.
And when we've both cum, when we've exploded and let our heat melt each other into one big mass of kisses and breaths and sweat and grunts and screams ... then I want to slide down your body again and lick my cum from your booty.
Thou art the heaven I live for.
For ever and ever.
Quack
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It is to begin slowly, with my fingers
massaging her hair, her scalp, my fingertips exploring your skull and releasing all the tension from worrying thoughts.
Then I dream of moving down, taking the pressures of carrying the world on your shoulders away with strong hands rubbing your neck, your shoulder blades, your shoulders.
Thumbs undoing knots in your back, like I undid the buttons of your clothing earlier, before your bath. Fingertips trailing over your spine, nails drawing sigils onto your skin, my lips and tongue painting hearts and flowers onto your back, down your ass and thighs.
I want to hold your feet firmly in my hands, be the ground on which you can build safely, a foundation for your future. I want to kiss your ankles, tender lips on your Achiles tendon, as with all your vulnerabilities you've shared with me in trust and love.
I dream of breathing my hot wet deep-out-of-my-lungs lust against your naked little girl pussy and nibbling on your lips. I want to growl into you ass, drawing your juice up with my tongue and letting it drip into your crack, lubing you up. I want to lie on you, cover you, flow over you and into you and fuck your sexy woman ass slowly as we breathe our soul together.
I want to feel you tense under me, out of joy, out of anticipation of release, out of trust, out of anal stimulation from my hungry hard cock.
And when we've both cum, when we've exploded and let our heat melt each other into one big mass of kisses and breaths and sweat and grunts and screams ... then I want to slide down your body again and lick my cum from your booty.
Thou art the heaven I live for.
For ever and ever.
Quack
your D