I like to be her throne. As her soft whimper turn into moaning mess. Her hips would frantically moving. I will be there, gasping for some air. My tongue would go numb as I try to taste her. "More," I would say.
Hands groping everywhere (mostly her butt). Nose rubbing. Eyes closed. Enjoying the way that she used me. "You're such a pussy eater," she said. Yes that's what I am.
Morning walks with someone would be great. We would sit together and do people-watching. And no, I wouldn't let go of your hands, holding them like they're my life. One day.
Got addicted to ber body. Literally doing her every day. In the morning, when she just got back to work, when she's going to sleep, even waking her up. Damn those glorious body.
Her body would be smooth as a feathers. Her face make everybody turns. Her voice us sweet like honey. And those glistening, pink, with a nub thingy. Bundle of joy, said by someone.