The Orgasm

The Awesome Orgasm


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No worries babydoll, that just means i get more of you to myself. Now come along so we can 'talk'... Where did i put those hand-cuffs again?

Ah here they are. :D

They are around my heart, cuffed to yours in an embrace that is so unique, Shakespeare could not describe it, Tennyson would have trouble, Brown could not get it. Let me borrow some words from my fav lesbian poetess, Sapphos Sister, she says it better than I can

My head is swimming,
drunk with giddy kisses,
heady with the nakedness
of wrestling limbs,
now splayed in mad,
haphazard confusion.

Your licked skin is my ambrosia,
tempting my hungry tongue,
fascinating,
intoxicating,
enslaving my every appetite.

Your touch is addictive,
each brushing, blushing
touch of you lures me
into the delicious languor
as we surrender ourselves
to the sweetest of damnations.

Let me drink, my darling,
between your slim, parted thighs,
let me gorge on your nectar,
until my lips are dripping
with your honey,
until my tongue is slick
with your soft, spring dew -
until I am filled, but never quenched,
by your never-ending loveliness.

and of course, Sinead

Nothing compares . . .
Nothing comperes . . .
To You :rose:
 
They are around my heart, cuffed to yours in an embrace that is so unique, Shakespeare could not describe it, Tennyson would have trouble, Brown could not get it. Let me borrow some words from my fav lesbian poetess, Sapphos Sister, she says it better than I can

My head is swimming,
drunk with giddy kisses,
heady with the nakedness
of wrestling limbs,
now splayed in mad,
haphazard confusion.

Your licked skin is my ambrosia,
tempting my hungry tongue,
fascinating,
intoxicating,
enslaving my every appetite.

Your touch is addictive,
each brushing, blushing
touch of you lures me
into the delicious languor
as we surrender ourselves
to the sweetest of damnations.

Let me drink, my darling,
between your slim, parted thighs,
let me gorge on your nectar,
until my lips are dripping
with your honey,
until my tongue is slick
with your soft, spring dew -
until I am filled, but never quenched,
by your never-ending loveliness.

and of course, Sinead

Nothing compares . . .
Nothing comperes . . .
To You :rose:

You're amazing you know that. It never fails to leave me speechless. Now come to me, mi amor. And whisper your troubles to me for surely i can aid you in whatever way is possible. :heart:
 
Updated Total

Vaginal Penetration 16 13.33%
Clitoral Stimulation 53 44.17%
Anal Penetration 29 24.17%
G-Spot 22 18.33%
 
How can you make me melt with one sentence? It's remarkable.

Folks, what touches you? What warms you? Is it an idea to cling to? A wish, a hope thought so unobtainable that it's going to disappear? I can go to my grave knowing that the highest peaks in the world that are higher than the clouds in the sky would never top the love I hold for this woman, my Cubana, my reason to love, live and want. I am complete.

You make me feel remarkable.

The toes at the bottom of your feet,
the moist valley between your thighs,
the breasts that I suckle so fervently,
and the lips that gently touch mine,
cause me to blossom in my want of you.:rose:
 
Maybe you should get some soap and water, clean up yer ass real good and let my tongue have its way with your behind as my fingers enter your soft folds and search out yer g-spot :devil:

How about i bite one of those nice round ass cheeks of yours and remind you that i call the shots around here? :devil:

*bite*

Now here's what i want you to do.... do exactly what you had in mind. :D
 
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