I Can Feel The Sex Off You But You Never Speak Of It
Her lips, she licks, showing every bit of her emotion by one motion. The wet lips give off a sign of ‘I wanna it’ and I want it too..bad. She plays with her hair dangling it with her finger and the flicker of her eye lash calls the feeling of wanting it…bad. She says ‘Do you love it baby?’, I have no response cause my love for her, is too much…that’s too much to come out.
She’s only touching my lips to hers, that sends that shock wave of my love straight to where I want it to go. She begs inside and wants that feeling to keep traveling at much more higher speed then light.
Moving my hands down her back, smelling her scent and now were holding hands. She squeezes mine as to say ‘keep going, dont stop’ and I wont stop, I like this feeling. Its like that high feeling, when your at the peak of satisfaction, its the feeling after the yelling that goes from your toes to your brain.
She wants more, shes wants more of that love. Skin on skin contact is intoxicating, were soaking it up, its us wrapped inside of each other. The sensation everlasting cause we know its deep inside of us now, we know how this feels.
There is satisfaction and then there is wanting it more and more, and receiving the message and delivering it is key then and now. I give in and give her all of my loving and she fires back even harder, throwing her love at me. Its a good thing I catch.
It can only get more heated from here.
