HappySpouse
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I was just typing up a story. The wife is sitting on her husbands face, and think I might have got a little carried away with a music metaphor.
"His tongue was a virtuoso, and it played beautiful music. It was rhythmic and lively. A dance. The kind that gets faster and faster, cycling out of control, leaving the participants gasping for air in euphoric delirium as the beat continues, relentless and inevitable.
Emma’s sweaty cheek mashed into the wall, red hair everywhere. She moaned so deeply it scratched at her throat, and she came on his tongue in an act of pure love."
I just can't decide if it's worth tweaking or if I should scrap it. So, I figured I'd ask for the opinions of others.
"His tongue was a virtuoso, and it played beautiful music. It was rhythmic and lively. A dance. The kind that gets faster and faster, cycling out of control, leaving the participants gasping for air in euphoric delirium as the beat continues, relentless and inevitable.
Emma’s sweaty cheek mashed into the wall, red hair everywhere. She moaned so deeply it scratched at her throat, and she came on his tongue in an act of pure love."
I just can't decide if it's worth tweaking or if I should scrap it. So, I figured I'd ask for the opinions of others.