by
Shynsensitive19

These sensations in my body lead me to temptations. No conversations just touch my body and I get stuck in these fixations. Each kiss that presses against my lips makes me come to the realization that I can't resist your disposition. As you enter me my eyes roll up and I can't see. Fading away so easily. Moaning so loudly I loose all reality.

My body begins to transform, forgetting all norms, wanting more and more as you press me against the door. The pressure of your hands makes my body bend. Not wanting it to end. I want you to continue do what you do. Do what you do best making me guess on what you're going to do next. Unpredictable but then you find a place that's lickable. Touching the untouchable and making me feel so lovable. Keeping my body free from tension, it feels better again and again. Total concentration and forgetting about all civilization. Feeling my world collapse as I gasp harder and harder. Farther and farther I go . . . into le petite mort.

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