You twirl you stop we embrace. I delve into your inner sanctum behind your ear as I blow sweet nothings into your mind space. Sweet and Spicy Warm and Wet. Your Temprature is rising as fast as the erotic vibration between us. What an all consuming natural high. We want more…

You lean over the wooden bench the varnish gone but the wood is polished and clean. A place my hand over your arse and try to swallow it with my fingers. My bare flesh is upgainst you now waiting for a sign of what will be next. What will you do? my scent on your neck?