Deeply chocolate smooth and rich, so much distinction bubbling beneath their liquid surface. See how they shape, mold me with the flow of their penetration...layer upon layer, abundant waves of sweetly overlapping folds.
Savor, simmer, seeping into me...that intoxicating syrup seeping into my being. His simmering stare stills the flutter of my soul. A stirring of sticky, hot honey oozing into the cracks my existence, like a soothing balm of fluid smoky incense.
Swirling, slowly sifting, softly slipping...Softly slipping past all my stony barriers, swirling inside the dazed chambers of my frosted and foggy mind...a turkish bath of churning and spiraling steam condensing across the crystal panes.
Stirring, sipping, my tongue tasting the eternal ocean of his tantalizing depth. The lure...a gently dark contrast of chocolate brown against a ravenouly strawberry red...Juicy, fleshy flavor spreads inside my mouth; covering every surface with its fatally flawless freshness...
And the scent...wafting, waving, playing across my senses, like hands playing across a harp. Luxuriously relishing each moment moved across her body, plucking each note, flickering across each sensitive string, emitting such strains of passionately unspoken song.
Brown eyes, your eyes, they embed themselves in the fibers of me...recalling cherished instances in an instant. Detail upon detail, sparked emotion flaming into roaring existence.
Brown eyes, your eyes, rush and swallow my entirety in their gazing sea. I desire them, ache for them; to be surrounded, drowned, in the breathtakingly beautiful reflection of me, in your eyes, living.
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