Oh ! that day in the heat of passion, the world fade away and all that matters is the feeling of bodies in play.
Grinding on beneath while soft lips that brush against the skin, fingers that trace every inch of the spot ,
the echoing wispers of no mercy making him sinner and turning the silent moans into screaming his name out loud.
Shivers of lust within making the thrusts getting harder , deeper making heartbeats quicken and breaths heave , in this moment of ecstasy embracing each other and his softest touch blaze the ignite of wanting him more !
- 2am_talks_byVasu
