It starts with a rub on the shoulders.
Slow circles of the fingers up and down the spine.
A slight moan of extacy emits from the
silky lips
as the walls are broken down.

The cotton rises up and the straps are undone
More soft whimpers, the voice of an angel.
Increased pressure from the palms
as they move from back to front

The cotton comes off, and with it the silk.
Soft curves in the moonlight.
The hills rise and fall with the breath
of the land,
and the valley below moistens with the dew of the morning.

This one wouldn't let me type it in quite as it was written....sorry.

Very sensual.

Thanks to all

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Humm got a tad warm in here sweet write

I have some ice cubes want me to cool you off?

Heheheh just went and opened the door on the freezer

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