I should ask her to lie down, but I love her as much standing. Furthermore, I want to capture my feelings, my passion in every position possible and I don't want to relinquish a minutes enjoyment.
I can feel my temples throbbing. How I should like to devour her with kisses, but instead. I remain voluntarily inactive and I can feel the strain on my sensual reflexes. I can feel a bead or two of sweat break out on my forehead. I brush it off with a sweep of my hand, and then I leave her.
Soon our bodies will be crushed together and this will forever seal our union. "May I touch you also?"
Her voice is a comfort. That question seems to make me quiver inside. I walk over to her once again and this time it is her hand that explores my body.
Instinctively I take her in my arms. I can see that
