Turn out the lightsLet the darkness spread Pull your arms around meNuzzle my eager head Against the thick sweatshirtYou wear to bedI reach behind youEmbrace the small of your backMy caress begins quickly My heart racing so fast Can’t wait to inhaleThe skin between...

Pressing my chest against your backI lean to smell your lovely neckYour fragrant lotion entices meIt moistens your skin, so intoxicating!I’m so ready to be inside of you!You’re less certain, I must wait for youSo I reach for your...

Where do you gowhen you climax?I feel your body beneath me,but your presence driftssomewhere else,untouched by hands. Ah… petit mort,the little death. If death is truly so sweet,why do we tremble before it?