My Loup
Have you seen it in my eye, this little light? This confusing mix of tenderness and perversion? Did you see that deep down in my eyes from me, the sweetness and obscenity Me engaged in a duel with you constantly and I am unable to predict ... which will win?
I looked at you ... I watched your mouth and I could not figure out if I had more desire to deposit a slight kiss on the lips of silk or feel your tongue explore my gender as our kisses were already in turmoil ... I watched your smile, and I loved the sweetness, the gentle kindness ... A smile that promised sweet kisses on my shoulders of woman you would be relieved of my hair silky ... A smile enveloping sensuality ... But I also liked that predatory smile that later, cracked lips, and which suddenly made me a little helpless lamb ... Lamb that you would eat, it was no doubt ... Ewe who can not resist your mouth wolf as it seems made for fun ...
I looked at your hands and I imagined them to cut under my breasts. I was shocked when you've put on my face, to stroke it tenderly. And your eyes at this point, have melted my heart ... And when the pads of your fingers is down in my neck, I was purring with happiness ... You also teased me by telling me that my face was radiant with a blissful quite charming ... And this gentle heat, when you put your hands on my hips to tease you cons ... But my confusion was equally great when, in my brown curls, your fingers are closed more tightly to immobilize my head while you plate a greedy kiss on my mouth ... I even found it hard to contain a moan of pleasure when your fingers pinched the nipple, which, despite the fabric seemed to draw your attention ...
And maybe the perfect balance that I lose ... Yes, that I will lose, because whatever you do, no matter things that you ask, desire arises in me. And I have only one desire: to surrender to this flow that I have more and more difficult to contain ...
Your angel distraught
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