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His kisses are like the warmest velvet being traced over hungry lips and along my exposed collar bone and chest. His hands on my back, pulling me into him as I'm straddling his lap. He plants his face between my breasts as I arch my back; brushing my pubic mound against his erection. He grunts into my chest and fingers my back flesh.

I pull his face back to mine as my lips search for his. Once they're combined and our tongues are dancing together, I push him backwards so I have him underneath me on the bed. The only thing parting us is sweat.

Your hands explore my naked body, lapping up just what you've been missing. It's been a while since we've been here; since we split. And at this moment, I begin to wonder why.

His lips, his hands, his body; all crave everything that I have, and I know this. It's in the way he kisses, touches, and looks at me; and it's driving me wild. Him and I can never just have sex without there being more to it; more feelings and emotion. Which is the hardest part, as my lips, my hands, and my body all crave him as much as he craves me.

Description
His kisses are like the warmest velvet being traced over hungry lips and along my exposed collar bone and chest. His hands on my back, pulling me into him as I'm straddling his lap. He plants his face between my breasts as I arch my back; brushing my pubic mound against his erection. He grunts into my chest and fingers my back flesh.

I pull his face back to mine as my lips search for his. Once they're combined and our tongues are dancing together, I push him backwards so I have him underneath me on the bed. The only thing parting us is sweat.

Your hands explore my naked body, lapping up just what you've been missing. It's been a while since we've been here; since we split. And at this moment, I begin to wonder why.

His lips, his hands, his body; all crave everything that I have, and I know this. It's in the way he kisses, touches, and looks at me; and it's driving me wild. Him and I can never just have sex without there being more to it; more feelings and emotion. Which is the hardest part, as my lips, my hands, and my body all crave him as much as he craves me.