we have dinner ... before the tv
its nice we are watching the moody jazz sets
*music fills the air*
our feet touch in socks as we eat
nothing much just a little tickling.. :)
we eat our spaghetti bolognese
with smiles on our faces
*****
after dinner we hold hands
but she leads me to the jacuzzi
her shoulders sway her hips rocking against me
we de cloth one another
the moody light , fills the steamy room
the bubbling jacuzzi in the background ;)
we touch one another softly
her hands upon my chest massaging my nipples and chest
and my hands caress her hips and belly
we kiss , its like time has stopped , her tongue is in my mouth caressing
the breath stops and all that can be heard behind the gushing waters is the soft tempting sound of kissing ..
tongue on tongue
we slide into the jacuzzi
we are in a jacuzzi
i lean back in the chair her hair brushing my face..
her nipples glitter between my teeth..
my soft tongue upon her rosy nipple and her hands caress my body my arm pits with warm wet fingers. ^_^
there is nothing like it in the world as hearts beat a warm fuzzy tempo to bubbling waters..
my fingers slide up her chest the feeling of soapy bubbles between my fingers and her nipples.
her breath gasps ; her fingers sliding over my slippery rod :)
i gasp my breath in short supply...
i slide into her , the gelled bubbles on the love snake :p ripping in her..
she feels every essence of me her hands gripping me tightly ,
her lips liquid fire on my soul
i , i do not know where she begins and i end , the powerful and intense feeling of being in her making me quiver as my lips bite her shoulder my teeth on her ,
marking her softly with a swang
we move a rhythm to the tempo of the music and rushing waters , the steam rising over us and warming us with droplet's of condensed and glistening rainbow,
waters full of bath salts to the tongues that light our fires
we ripple to the tempo
her back arching and moving as we ripple together , my hands on her ass
her elbow jutting against my hip , her finger tips caressing my temple
we rise in our passions , throbbing with infernal fire
we gasp as one , tiger and tigress to the temple thundering of insistent hearts !
we grip one another the passion to much,
her nails scratching my sholders and back ; my fingers clicking over her clit a burning hot warmth of intimate passion and desire ; its sweet wetness my desire my passion my very being ; every thing she feels is mine and mine hers
like caged beasts we battle the last ebbing dawn cumming together in a thunder of almost silent whispers..
her moans a sweetness to my ears , my breath her fire her desire
we are complete... fold the night
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