Body worship Stories

In my darkest hour... I wait for you to ravish me Under moonlight and stars, I want to be lost in the ecstasies Of our growling and thunder. Rolling in our sheets... Slow... Soft, Whispers. Escaping with profound needful passion, Reverberating through our beings. I want to shake with you, And fill up all your holes So when it rains... Your not cold anymore. I want to slide against your smoothness... Inhale your exhales, T...