--- The Pleasure of Your Feeling --- Yesterday while you were sleeping I watched you carefully. I was wondering How much

--- The Pleasure of Your Feeling --- Yesterday while you were sleeping I watched you carefully. I was wondering How much more could I succumb to your charms, how much more could I live on your air without feeling like it was slowly consuming me. The answer was clear. Always. Both you as I know that inevitably for better or worse I am linked to you such that I need every day, and exponentially, a dose of that nectar of your being You were completely naked, the sheets covered part of that masculine torso that drives me crazy. You had a sweet expression and a mean smile drawn on your face. I had to suppress my desire to jump fiercely over you and take over your caresses, dress you with my wet kisses that so much you like them The edges of the pillow were faintly marked on the skin. of your cheeks. I kissed your forehead, pearled by warm sweat and expert seduction. You know I love your macho smell, drowning in it, letting it be the only thing I I breathe when I'm with you. You made a little general movement. The sheets left glimpse your penis immersed in dreams. I shivered and my body stopped responding. rationally. I took off my clothes and lay down next to you. The lush hair of your chest tenderly touched my breasts. My nipples relaxed in the heat of the room became erect, like two buttons. I took your hand and put it on one of my breasts. I grabbed it firmly, making circular movements over it. he. That's when I think you started to wake up. You stuck your body to the mine, and the same hand that caressed my breast and pinched my excited nipple lowered running along my belly to the beginning of the clitoris. I had a spasm. I had the specially lubricated vagina, your fingers slid over it with a incredible ease of movement. The sound of the wetness of my crotch, the The touch of my skin and knowing that I was close and devoted to you made your penis grow. I brought one of my hands to your crotch and caressing your face inside your thighs, slowly rising, I took 3 counted sighs from you. When I reached your testicles and focused on them you gasped. as proof of the immense pleasure it gave you. I followed the route and locked between my fingers your thick and swollen penis. My hand moved in rhythm with your breathing. Every day I remember how you whisper in my ears which and how They are your preferences. Letting me know how much you like me to caress you. Your hand kept searching between my thighs, while you You trembled with pleasure in my arms. One of your fingers made its way through me warm cave Later there were two. . . I sat up and knelt in front of you, who was still lying down. and drunk. I spread my legs and positioned myself right on top of you. I carried my head From your penis to my mouth, I surrounded it with my tongue and it entered little by little. My lips made a pleasant pressure throughout their entire length. From the base up to the head. Your hands caressed my hair, guiding me along the path to your pleasure. I got up again and walking on my knees I got closer to you, until I noticed between my legs the heat of that salivated penis ready to invade my insides. I went down very carefully, the penetration was perfect, the firm and smooth sliding. I stopped for a moment and we looked into each other's eyes. Your His hands rested on my hips and I then began to rock. Above, down...up...down...circular motion for better access. How slow and What subtlety, you elevate me to seventh heaven but you scare me. . . You scare me because I see myself defenseless when I don't have you, I see myself lost, lost just like I get lost in the terrible orgasms that I get trigger your body. I enjoy looking at your face, knowing that you like me caress as much as I like. Knowing that every kiss is shared with that one intensity that moves me inside. I keep going up and down on you, now your hands grab the mine, I rely on them to continue...I'm about to...now I feel you, that discharge that burns me inside, my body contracts and a chill runs through my spine After ecstasy I lie down on your chest. They can pass now seconds...minutes...or hours. The Yellow Scorpion