Literotica

Intertwined thighs and tongues, conjoined as we gaze into each other’s eyes until the rise of the sun.

With each thrust, and tender touch, having urges as such, I go below to indulge as you clutch.

Its in the tease, the hidden glimpse. Every lick makes the heartbeat limps and quickens for the hungry plea, for that her climactic chaos is within ecstasy.

As it gets primal, raw and deep, the thrill of the motions fluctuate astoundingly steep. Explosions create an eventual celestial heap.

It’s not just the pleasure, it’s the warm glow. Gentle currents that softly flow. Intimacy’s art, a sacred language. That’s literotica, no more anguish.