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you know

if I could

my Christmas present to you

would be

as such

you feeling the full feminine force

of my spasming body

beneath you

in sweet retracted pleasure

my subtle scent of motion

assailing your nostrils

in waves of sensuous heat

as the slide and pull of my

open mouth against your own

gasps out the electrifying thrill

of just being THIS NAKED and close to you

"MORE!" I'd be whispering over and over again

with eyes all alight with an inner glow

of aching, open surrender

your neck would be a haven for my jerkily interrupted breath

your name upon my swollen, wet ,over kissed lips

a sweetly repeated chant

slowly I would welcome your hands

to map my warm, soft, tempting curves

arching my neck back into the pillow

like a well stroked feline

I feel the trail of your lips so absorbed by the sloped

fascination of my tender pink tipped breasts

your hands span out and circle down

to brush more and more of my pale , wreathing flesh

'Oh yessssssssss'....................I would hiss

as my hands grip your powerful shoulders

then softly glide up to comb out

finger by frisky, eager finger tip through the waves

of your disheveled hair

to massage your silky scalp in welcomed awe

bonelessly I would twitch and twist

this way and that as your slow open kissing mouth

trailed wetly all over my feverish body of want

closing my eyes, I would let myself drown in

the intimate feel of your pursuit for my keenest,

most private woman's desire

that of oral release

I can almost imagine your intensity

the fervent lusty heat of your caresses

the vocal homage you would pay to my sweetly

petted flesh

so abandoned to the incredible need to know

oh so intimately all the pulsing parts that make up

the fluid form of Melissa

in that final shuddering, hot melting heat burst

I would cascade momentarily out of body

only then to crash

exhilarated, sated and serene

beneath you

and in my thankful return

I would drag you up

determined with intent

and precede to kidnap your own unquenched

male desire and fan it to its highest flame achieved

that of being lovingly locked in the clenching pink of my

glistening,  gulping cage

I would thoroughly enjoy the shared ride of that unleashed beast

in you that you now keep such a relentless tether on today

you just wait though my succulent sir

and all things pleasurable and wanton between us

we will fully explore

and not just once

but bare bodied and breathlessly repeated

until the shared flesh can endure such ecstasies no more.........................

(Dec. 11, 2008 1002 pm)