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Tags: feel, smell, taste, hear
If my senses were overwhelmed by you, by us...
I want to feel your skin against mine, know the way your lips feel, the way your hands feel as they caress every part of me, how your face feels when I rub my cheek across it, what your tongue feels like on my skin, my lips, and in my most intimate places, your hands gripping me, the way you would feel sliding into me the first time, and then over and over.

I want to know the smell of soap on your skin, your cologne, the way your hair smells, the smell of your sweat mixing with those, your arousal heavy in the air, mixing with mine.

I want to taste your lips on mine, your tongue, I want to know what your skin tastes like, the tang of sweat being added slowly, what your most intimate places taste like, before and after we have had our way with each other.

I want to run my eyes over all of you, see how you look as you're doing torturous, teasing things to me, the pleasure on your face, the look of hunger in your eyes, and that relaxed, content look as we fall asleep together.

I want to hear whispered soft things in my ear, to hear your quick breath in when I find just the right spot to tease, the noises you make as you get more and more aroused, those soft moans, those deep groans of passion, your breathing speeding up, then the sounds of our bodies sliding and connecting, that noise you make of utter release before collapsing next to me, and the softening noises of our breathing as we relax in each others arms.

I want all five senses to be overwhelmed by us whenever we are together.
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