2001-07-05 - 4:01 a.m.

Tender as the sun creeps upon the waking earth, your hands softly caress my face. Pulling me near. My lips, pouting to meet yours.... Slowly, .. inch by inch, ..growing closer. Closer.......... ... as I salavate impatiently.. awaiting to meet a tongue, a tongue as soft and smooth as mine own. Waiting for the moment of touch, pure extascy, feeling want, need for it. As we get closer and closer yet... watching each other quiver in anticipation. My mouth parts slightly just before...meeting you, taking your bottom lip gently, respectably between my two. Grasping your lip, pulling back slowly, just to come back and do it again..... My chill tongue, making its way out,... navigating your lips with my tongue, watching your eyes shut, peacefully. Your breath gets louder.. Kissing your lips, admiring the touch, your lips between mine, and spractically opening to meet that chill of what was inside, satisfaction yet, hunger....... Addicted to the touch, Addicted to the feeling that it gives you deep inside your stomach of needing more.

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