Picture… My body against yours Your body against mine Hot essence of sensual oils, that make our skin shine Bowls of fruit Strawberries and cherries divine Cups of your juices drip down my mouth Hot from your chocolate vine Your legs divide as I slowly slip inside Your Silky dove treat Your treasures so deep It makes my manhood feel Sensations unreal Makes my soul unroll As this picture unfolds Picture… Your blue eyes Your painted toes Your thick sexy thighs Stretched upon my bed With our sexual hungers to be fed. As your back touches and graces my silk sheets We cum and go to that climatic peek
"Not everything that can be counted counts, and not everything that counts can be counted."