To feel the body of another quiver and twitch in rapture against your own, looking deep into their eyes, lost in passion… the height of existence.

To feel the body of another quiver and twitch in rapture against your own, looking deep into their eyes, lost in passion… the height of existence.

&Amp;Hellip;When I Feel Your Juices Coating My Shaft, Dripping Down My Balls.

Feeling The Throb As It Gets Closer&Amp;Hellip; The Pulsing Desire Flowing Through Like A Volcano Ready To Erupt&Amp;Hellip; The Surge As Every Inch Tingles In Anticipation&Amp;Hellip; Knowing Her Lips Can Grant Sweet Release, Or Rapturous Torment.

Feasting On Her Sex Until She Is Begging For Me To Stop Making Her Cum&Amp;Hellip; Begging For Some Mercy On Her Clitoris.

The Most Delicate, Tender Curve

Its-The-Bump-And-Grind:

&Amp;Hellip;The Realisation That The Seduction Has Gone So Far, There Is No Turning Back.

&Amp;Hellip; Such A Powerful Tool, With Only The Thin Cotton Between It And Her Delicate, Sensitive Womanhood; Still, The Pulsing Vibrations Of The Hitachi Wand Pierces Through To Her Very Core.

I Want To Feel You Writhe As The Pleasure Becomes Too Intense&Amp;Hellip; I Want To Feel Your Hips Shudder As My Grip Tightens&Amp;Hellip; I Want To Feel Your Thighs Clench Around Me As You Realise I Will Not Stop.

The Things Erotica Does To The Imagination! What Do You Picture Being Done To Her? Request It If You Wish To See What Is Being Done.

Letmedothis: Donâ€™T Stop

Soon&Amp;Hellip; She Will Know What It Is To Truly Beg&Amp;Hellip;

Feeling His Lips Pressing To Her Very Core. Feasting On The Very Centre Of Sex. Savouring The Essence Of Pleasure Itself; There Is Nothing More Erotic, Nothing More Beautiful.

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