From sensual lips beautiful lies are spoken eloquently and softly; I love you so much baby — you’re the only one for me. My love for you is like the deepest depths of the sea. I want no other; you’re the only one that I see. Our communication flows freely, so beautifully and effortlessly. I give the essence of my heart to you gladly, as I do my body. Take me in your loving arms, and kiss me passionately. I was lost in the storm, but you rescued me; now we are one, inseparable eternally.
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The feeling of his thickness upon initial entrance
The hardened girth that sensually stretches
The whispers that increase her wetness
The anticipation of being fucked in her favorite position
The vibrating anal beads that will be in her ass
when she passionately rides himThe erotic erectness of her nipples when
he pinches and sucks themThe teasing with the tongue and fingers
that leads to begging and squirtingThe beautiful silence right before climax from
vigorous thrustingThe deep breathing and screaming that will
signal a thrilling ending -
Revisiting the findings of an interesting study.
https://www.vice.com/en/article/a3bnez/women-get-bored-in-bed-faster-than-men
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The sensuousness of lips
The beauty that peers
through the darknessThe gorgeous contemplations
that are deeply intimateThe private whispers
of sensual secretsThe erotic thoughts that
cause uninhibited wetnessThe sexual fantasies
that crave frequent fulfillment -
I remember her, the girl from La Perla. We fell in love and spent the summer together. Under beautiful sunshine, we swam in clear blue water. We ate mofongo and arroz con pollo after we danced to salsa. Yes, I remember her. She had black hair that fell past her shoulders. Her name was Julissa. Purple was her favorite color, and she was an excellent kisser. I admit that I miss her. I recall us holding hands and staring lovingly at each other. She was like no other. It was a joyous occasion the day that she introduced me to her mother. We spoke of marriage and being together forever. She still has my heart; still, I love her. The special girl from La Perla that I will always remember.
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The sensitivity of a woman is not an imperfection but a blessing, for there is nothing more beautiful than the expression of her emotions. The depth of her soul is the vastness of oceans. Her mystery is only revealed through unadulterated intimacy. She is a flower; hold her delicately. To make her happy, shower her with affection and kisses unexpectedly. In the early hours of the morning, when she is sleeping, kiss her with loving sincerity and stroke her hair gently. To draw water from the well of her soul, you must engage with her intellectually and express your true feelings to her passionately.
To have her heart, she must know that you love her deeply and unconditionally with certainty. When you shed tears together and encourage each other, it becomes a transcendent intimacy. To desire a woman for only carnal pleasure is a tragedy that foolishly disregards her inner beauty and feminine secrecy. There should never be any selfishness in pleasing her sexually; a man that truly loves a woman will know the navigation of her body thoroughly. In all aspects, the most important quality is loyalty, for loyalty is the eternal reflection of love, and without love, there is nothing.
A loving and loyal woman is irreplaceable, precious, inestimable, wonderful, sensual, beautiful, intellectual, amazingly celestial, and living on a god-like level. Her delicateness is breathtaking. Her aura is ethereal. Pleasing her is so pleasurable. The emotions of her love, indescribable.
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Love, pick me up like fallen leaves in autumn winds, and take me to a place where we can dwell together in warmth and begin again.
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Soft light at midnight exposes primal desire and the incredible process of pleasure; Open your legs wider, he whispers, then showers her contours with slow passionate kisses.
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The tongue is the paintbrush that creates extraordinarily masterful pieces on wet throbbing canvases. Every brushstroke is in the discretion of the experienced artist. There can be no rush in perfection; the artist must be intensely focused until the climax of completion. When the artwork is displayed, there are deep kisses and whispers of admiration. The artist’ palette is filled with colors, beautiful and vibrant. The setting is always relaxing with Riesling, satin, and soft light on roses. Impassioned music makes it even more intimate. The canvas itself will always let the artist know the strokes that it wants by its response. Before the brushstrokes begin, the canvas should be rubbed and kissed as if it was once constantly thought about and desperately missed. Every great artist possesses a unique technique that formulates a work of infinite beauty. The final product is extraordinary, but secretly, the process is pure ecstasy.
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There is something subtly stunning about them — clear cork wedges accentuate seductive legs and floral-print mini dresses. They’re sexy with anything, especially anklets and tight denim just a few inches above them. Perfectly polished fuchsia toes are seen with amazing clarity; natural cork supports and highlights femininity wonderfully. Summertime seductiveness is exuded with every step, easily. They are a marriage of beauty and comfortability. Clear platform wedges stun with prepossessing simplicity.
Intimate Compositions 