The Nasty Lover.

My sexual imaginations.

I'll look at my woman and strip her naked with my eyes full of sexual cravings.
I'll let my imaginations take over and I'll delve right into my thoughts encapsulated by filth.
I'll fix my undisturbed gaze on her breasts and churn out an enormous sexual fantasy which can only be pleasing to no one but me.
Her body, my gold, will pose an object of sexiness which commands uncontrollable desires in me.
I'll create in my head a series of perpertual strip teasing like a repertoire. The obscenity in my thoughts will be so much conspicuous that my face can't deny my ill imaginations.
I'll be forced to whisper to her all these and hope she gets turned on so as the moon begin to find its place in the skies, I and my lover begin to scramble for our bed: The avenue to execute all the unspeakable thoughts and set them into action..........