Let Go

How did I get here?
Kissing deeply on silk lotion sheets. He awakened something in me again. Can I feel passion again?

You know she wants you. It took time for her to concede to her true feelings. It was definitely complicated. She needs to let go. You have to give her what she needs.

I've always loved the way his shoulders look from this angle. His back and neck muscles strong, toned. I could be wrapped in his dark smooth skin all damn night.
Once morning comes, we'll have to think about the partners we love. I need to get out of my head!

You glide your fingers along her labia and tease her clitoris. She's tight, but you know she'll handle the two fingers to reach her gspot. She sucks your tongue further into her mouth and gasps.

I'm never this wet. I can't stop my hands. What if I leave marks? Will she mind?
Don't stop. Please.
I can't speak. You bet not stop.

Her nails dig into your back and shoulders. She thrusts her body fully towards your hand, devouring your mouth. Her mouth parts to utter something, but you sink your hand further and she can't. Only her vagina does the talking.

His eyes. He always had a way of stripping me to my core with his eyes. The intensity of the flecks of amber giving me permission to let go. No judgement.

She guides you inside by lifting herself to position her warmth over you. Her vagina envelopes both sides of you and she begins to rock.

The tip of his penis feels right at home.
Please don't stop. I haven't felt this in years.

In a whisper she says, Fuuuuck Meeeeeeee. You sir are doing it right. She's begging for you. You oblige. You insert yourself slowly, deliberately. Her vagina welcomes you. She lets out a long moan.

Why is he pulling out? Penis erect and strong. Fuck me hard. Did you just say that? He takes both ankles and places them around his neck.

You haven't even begun to fuck her yet. And you bet not stop.