You penetrate my mind with the words that flow through our shared texts and conversations. It ignites passion and stimulates my intellect. I want to feel your body in a way that transcends a physical connection. But until that point, we need to work on a few things. Light flirting turned into a sexual blueprint of impending conquest. My juices flowing; soaking my lacy boy-shorts as I imagine the smooth touch of your shaft glide up and down over my pussy lips before you thrust inside me.
Your words are poetic in form, simple in transaction, and perfect for the moment. Boosting my libido to a point where I want to show you all the naughty tricks and tongue flicks I know I can provide. We continue to exchange sexual innuendo and intelligent raw articulation. My heart beats faster in anticipation of my lips wrapped around you, my tongue spelling out the alphabet over the tip of your dick as I look you square in the eye.
The organic conversation of a lady and a gentleman transformed into a raunchy detail of a woman with the sexual prowess of a porn star and the scarlet tales of a man with the stroke of king kong. Communications that truly engulf ones imagination turn to passion with the intimacy to back it up. The simple words, charm, and wit of someone can revolutionize the direction of a conversation making it into whatever crosses your mind.
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