__________by Taylormadepoet
Brown skin, mocha skin…..
Caramel complected….deep mahogany skin…..
Freckled face……
I leave lip prints with my taste…..
Soft full lips…..
With my fingers caress the tip….
High set cheeks….
Skins so soft it makes me weak.
Neck soft to the touch…..
Lips trace and kiss and suck…..
The skin on your back…..
Soft…..
I rub…
I tease…..
I lick……
I kiss….
I massage…
I taste…..
I taste…..
I love.
Skin so soft on your breasts….
Like manna from heaven……. My head on them I rest.
So soft… like silk….
Or maybe cotton fields of dreams…..
My fingers….
Oh my God…..
They are excited to the point of confusion… (what to touch first?)
The thighs…..
Skin so soft I seem to find sustenance between their hold….
Sucking/licking/kissing/teasing…..
Touching….. feeling bold…..
I look northern from your thighs….
Then even further towards your eyes….
Might I be blessed by wondrous chance…
To be allowed to feel you dance….
Between the sheets, your touch so sweet…
Your skin the thing….
The thing I need…
Soft….
Warm….
Your flesh touching/rubbing my flesh.
Your skin teasing/pleasing my skin.
Fingers…
Lips….
Arms…
Legs….
Legs wrapped round about my waist….
Tempting me to devour your taste.
Asking me to kiss and trace…
The outline of the skin…. at your waist….
Rapid then slow…. Even steady pace……
Skin against skin…..
Flesh against flesh….
Moisture induced potion…..
Heated erotic test….
Test of my endurance…
How much can I take…..
But when it’s skin that I am teasing….
And the climax is at stake….
I’ll take no short cuts…I’ll make no mistakes…
I’ll thoroughly please….
I’ll appreciatively take…..
My time.
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