The Fuel of our Loving Desire

My mouth trails unhurriedly on the road from the nape of your neck to your loving sweet spot.

Indulging in you, my lips caress your slender shoulders of smooth ivory like buttery cream on vanilla delight.

Strong and tender are my hands that clench your flesh under your red silk dress as you exhale a deeply orgasmic delectable groan.

Your heat presses into mine, our bodies fueled by our loving desire.

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