take a tear drop cast to the wind
the purls on your skin are beautiful to me
we hold hands chest to chest
the breath hot and humid in the temperamental shower :-)
water drips through skin a cascade of social grace ,
more words than ether of us care to use as we kiss in the steamy rain..
slow winding bodies the sounds in the closure like a thunder of plunging steamy drippings..
nakedness , bull blossomed tits against my lips.. the hot pulse of her veins in my blood and touching my tongue..
fingers score my back , salted oils in the pores , to her gentle warmth....
*closure the closet bound in webs of pleasure*
lips caress shoulders the firm snake like muscle reddened by cool teeth and warm tongues,
her lips taste me her mouth as warm with the orange tang of the body oils ,
i'm a silent moment of memory a shard of her being, she a caressing mare i the stallion covered in oily sweat , but fresh and salty to her lips ^_^
her chest tasts like warm butter and the skin a meaty warmth to my lips , her taste one of interest to a mind drifting though out my body , half inside myself and half drifting in cushioned skies.
she lay back in the wet ... her nipples against my lips , warm and sweet as she moaned quietly with warm mirth and love.. a warmth both in my heart and loins,
fingers caressed as she arched her back , lips as of candy honey suckle and sweet wine merge in laughter , desire and caring.
**paused moments fresh and vivid**
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