Cravings
My fingers long to take a stroll across chocolate skin, reading the goosebumps that rise like Braille.
My lips yearn to trace the contours of strong shoulders, tasting the flavor of lust that sits upon them.
My tongue desires to surround the glistening flesh of arousal as it grows hard and ready.
I feel the need to verify that I can elicit indistinguishable moans and groans from places hidden deep within.
It's imperative to practice the long forgotten art of causing waves of pleasure to ripple through a man's able body.
Reminding myself how to gently caress his throbbing hunger for release until it spills over into ecstasy is the only way to satisfy the question nagging at the back of my mind...
Can I still bring a man to his knees and make his toes curl before my clothes hit the floor?
Copyright © 2013 Natasha Guy
My lips yearn to trace the contours of strong shoulders, tasting the flavor of lust that sits upon them.
My tongue desires to surround the glistening flesh of arousal as it grows hard and ready.
I feel the need to verify that I can elicit indistinguishable moans and groans from places hidden deep within.
It's imperative to practice the long forgotten art of causing waves of pleasure to ripple through a man's able body.
Reminding myself how to gently caress his throbbing hunger for release until it spills over into ecstasy is the only way to satisfy the question nagging at the back of my mind...
Can I still bring a man to his knees and make his toes curl before my clothes hit the floor?
Copyright © 2013 Natasha Guy
Ewww Weeeee HOT, Sexy, Sensual. Love it
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