My eyes shut tight with the biting of my lip,
Tasting blood as he kisses his way to my heart.
The paleness of my bosom,
Stained pinkish blush.
His tongue surrounding the buds as I whimper.
Softly his hands glide around my curves as if sculpting a fine glass of wine.
The sent of the vineyard arousing his cravings as the kisses dwell.
UM-MM- SWEET CANDY RAINDROPS !
My legs nailed beneath his own as the adrenaline rushes my head.
Feverish bliss of eroticism !