Silk voices crooning over a slow saxophone.
Warm lavender oil hot in my hands bringing a shine to your skin as I massage in concentric circles on your back.
You shiver as my hands move lower, becoming all too aware that my passion is rising.
Your legs move a little further away from each other, and I can see it.......love, passion, excstacy, and perfection all in one place, there for me.
Waiting and wanting.
Wanting and waiting.
PR
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