I swear I'm in a dream. Miss Pisces you are a beautiful thing, excuse me for viewing you as an object, but your physical beauty is so perfect. Your physical shape has me ready to escape the land of reality and visit my fantasy. You and me there, my sexual lair. Your body ready to be conquered and I'm poetically engineered to do so. Your eyes, your breast, your hips, your thighs, your legs, entices me on this trip, to explore your body to freak you sexually. To enjoy every juice your body produces. Passions and pleasures, let me introduce this, skip the in-formalities and get down to business. My first kiss, to your neck, just like this, the next one reintroduces the first one. Soft succulent kisses, one after one. Travels at a slow pace no rush, not a race to be the first but the last several kisses around your breast and pass... no graze your nipples with my lips. Erratic trips around your chest using a combination of my lips and tongue, poetically I can do no wrong, as my lips and tongue travel to the ultimate prize. The misses in between your thighs. My lips going to introduce my tongue to your clitoris, poetically you enjoy every moment of this, I'm engineered to give you multiple orgasms and I won't stop until you have back spasms. She so sensitive when I curve, my extremely hard, erected, dick into your pussy. So you can poetically understand this, when I curve my extremely hard erected dick into your pussy, words of pleasure as I shift your insides, walls never lie, I slide to each one. Deep, right, left, in, out, pause, hard, deep, move to a constant beat. Sexual satisfaction reaches it's ultimate peak. The visualization of a Scorpio and a Pisces perfect physique.
© Wayne Diggs
