Lovers frolic together in the place that they first met each other; they have loved each other for many summers and will love each other forever. She still entices his fire with seductive whispers, and he still pleases her with much passion and vigor. He kisses her and gently strokes her hair that is silver, then, tells her lovingly that she is his woman forever, and that she is beautiful and he wants no other.
Devin Morrison – That’s All
She is the embodiment of femininity undeniably, a woman that exudes tranquility and sensuality perfectly, easily conveying hints of the depths of her ecstasy subtly; soft lights highlight the contours of her ethereal body flawlessly. Soft kisses and pink rose petals fall upon angelic beauty delicately.
It is a thing of contemplation, the beauty of a woman’s psyche, when she awaits in high heels, in high anticipation, silently, knowing that she will please and be pleased thoroughly; knowing that pleasure will start slowly and methodically, then progressively lead to pleas of Please fuck me, after her want is teased unbearably and she can take no more of the throbbing that inundates her pussy or the sensitivity of her nipples that are sucked and pinched intermittently between her hair being pulled and her ass being spanked firmly. She will be a willing whore for him, giving her body to his will completely — black stockings and heels conceal freshly deep purple polished toes that are amazingly pretty. Also concealed, is a glass butt plug in her ass that readies her for the wondrous world of anal ecstasy that hardened girth will explore shortly before she whispers lasciviously, Fucking punish me. Between fucking, she will get on her knees several times to taste herself and to please him orally. It will be a marathon session of pleasure uninhibited; her reddened ass left with hand prints and strands of her hair left in the places that she lost her breath, where her Yves Saint Laurent Black Opium perfume still holds its scent.
Taylor Dayne – Love Will Lead You Back
There is no greater a pleasure than in pleasing her. She moans beautifully when his tongue flickers with perfect pressure. She loves tasting her own ecstasy from the length of his fingers. Deep breathing always intensifies, when fully erect girth enters and the body starts to shudder. Wonderful chemistry is the poetry of lovers. Classic French perfume on satin is the euphoria that lingers. Elegance exudes with diamond earrings left on a beautiful antique dresser. Her eyes are almond, and her hair, long and dark with a silky texture. Two Sagittarius fires burn bright together. They so badly want each other, that they may fuck again in the shower, not even five minutes after the last dose of euphoria was over. Still, her perfume lingers on black satin covers. Excellently pedicured deep pink colored toes against a black satin backdrop caused her lover’s mouth to water; before he arrived at the place of her wet ecstasy, slowly, he sucked her toes passionately and thoroughly. Her perfume so intensifies the emotions of his ecstasy. With neck kisses, he experiences bliss as he inhales the scent of her deeply — liquid perfume and perfumed body powder is but a small portion of her feminine secrecy. Classic French perfume pervades black satin perfectly.
When I am no longer, throw roses on peaceful waters where beautiful Willows weep and where fireflies illuminate evening summers with slightly cool temperatures, then blow me impassioned kisses, listening closely for the echoes of my still loving whispers.
Let fallen tears on paper be my most read love letter. Read intently the sincerity between the lines as if the world was ending, and I was in my final hour. The tears that permeate white paper are more significant, poignant and telling than anything that I can communicate through writing. You are the purpose of my breathing; you are the perfume of flowers on summer evenings; You are my love; you are my everything. You are the bursting of the dawn after a long night that causes birds to sing. You are the profoundly romantic poems of intimate whisperings. You are what I hold onto when everything around me falls apart; I love you — you are the life within me; you are my world; you are my heart.
You are a beautiful verse written with love and echoed in eternal whispers. The beginning of you causes the heart to be exceedingly joyful. The ending, something like perpetual rose petals in various colors falling on the wings of sleeping archangels.
Luther Vandross & Mariah Carey – Endless Love