Our love, our pleasure, our ecstasy.
Orgasms and Ecstasy, oh the things he does to me. Just one look, just one kiss, that first touch, always to much. The heat begins to rise, he can see it in my eyes. The gentle brush of our lips, the feel of his finger tips. Across my neck, down my side, I love to feel his fingers glide. The press of his hips causes a sigh, my sense on high. The tug of my top, I don't want him to stop. ...Read On