The night air dipped slowly into the high penthouse window above the
sleek alleys below. She stood by the opening, a bright carving of
luscious flesh. The cool breezes bit her soft nipples and made them
hard and full.
She was alone in her dark intimate haven and thoughts of sinful deep
passions erupted. She could not sleep and stood slave to her nocturnal
desires. Her hands caressed her firm young body, one which she
indulged in knowing it's sweet powers of bliss.
Her fingers glided over 23 years of richly woven satin-like skin,
and hair that flowed like strips of hot silk. She pressed in with her
palms against her taunt stomach and let them push upward towards her
angelic breasts. Her breaths became deeper, her blood rushed into her
longing pores.
Squeezing at first softly, then faster and wantingly, the goddess
massaged her breasts and tilted her smooth face towards the heavens,
opening her sweet lips slowly. Her moistened tongue yearned to taste
her gifts of flesh and swiftly she lowered her head towards her
throbbing nipples.
Her tasting muscle lunged out and painted the tough bit of womaness
with a sweet blanket of hot saliva. She sucked in her firm fleshy feast
and moaned at her own dreamlike form.
After breathing in her perfect erect breasts (now a bright pink aura
from her wanting mouth) she leaned back into the late dark sky and let
the colder air lick her wet stomach and nipples, this sending bolts of
blissful lightening down her entire body.
Her hands and fingers knew her curves well and they danced against
one another in a heavenly ritual. This woman and her soul moaned and
reached out for their palace of pure unending pleasures. Her legs
quivered under the tips of seeking fingers. They found the fresh, firm
skin and muscle just below her arched back. She squeezed her flesh and
let that hot wanting tongue glide under her bulging red lips.
Resting on a satin pillow that cupped her soft form like a strong
knowing hand, her raised up her long silky legs and stretched out her
feet sensing the burning muscles in her body yell out for ecstasy. The
moon peered down on this nymph of the night and clothed her in a milky
ray of lights and urges.
The heart bathed in this beauty pumped harder, surer. It threw its
rich juices throughout her throbbing body filling every thirsty space,
knowing soon it too would orgasm with her.
She grasped her legs thrusting her soft place of most desire outward
letting it breath and taste the heat of her cries. Her fingers, slippery
with enticing sweat, writhed down her succulent legs heading for a
palace within her.
Suddenly, a flash of heat unlike her own body moved across her
nakedness. The heat was gentle and flowed over her like some passionate
mist of luke-warm love juices. Her slippery hands couldn't budge and her
entire body ached and moaned.
The heat wave grew more intense and gripped her luscious flesh with
soaring fingers of blissful pain. She knew not where this incredible
sensation came from, she only knew how the skin on her hot legs and
love-lips busted with unbearable heat. Sweat rushed down her heaving
breasts pouring over her rigid nipples. She moaned louder and let her
thick tongue reached out and beg for her ultimate pleasure pulse. The
light and heat that bathed her pushed into her as her juices cascaded
down legs that already shined with sweet sweat.
Deeper and harder the pleasure dived until she felt every muscle,
every cell, every lust in her body explode again and again. Waves of
energy pulsed out between her thriving legs and her hands squeezed their
throbbing breasts. Second after second, minute after minute she cried
and tried to hold her precious body together as the tidal waves of
ecstasy erupted onto her soft spots and taunt nerves.
Finally the ocean of heat and lust calmed and her exhausted flesh lay
still. The cool winds again blew into her sweet haven and tickled the
sensitive nymph.
She opened her glazed and tearing eyes and peered towards her sacred
moon. The moon which once tossed deep clouds of light was now black and
new.
The crisp night breezes lapped her soft breasts and weaved into her
delicately trimmed hairs and smooth thighs. She smiled and ran a glossy
red tongue across full fiery lips, the stars above swirling around her
distant moon.
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