Welcoming flesh Stories

I know of a place where we can make love Freed from conventional moral constraints And the salacious eyes of our spouses, Where we can lie naked in the long grass Illuminated by golden sunshine, Serenaded by the songs of the birds And the gurgling of water in the reeds, The kiss of the summer breeze on our flesh Enhancing the exquisite sensation When our bodies join in carnal union Hips moving together in harmony As you w...