Sunbathing
Sunbathing
The waves crash in the distance,
as the aromatic salty air fills me up.
The heat... balmy... as droplets of sweat trickle,
beading downward , slowly gliding over my every curve.
The sun's glistening rays beating hard upon my wet skin.
Fingertips tickling my thighs, slowly, slightly,
a dancing feather traveling inward to arouse
my awakened rose. My aromatic nectar craving your lips.
Unable to gain composure, I drape my towel to conceal.
You are with me now, my hands are yours.
Gently reaching to feel the extent of your magic,
my sweet creaminess covers our hand.
Rubbing, Circling, Hard, Fast, Faster, Exploding!
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