
JPcoroa
Word games, words of affection and affirmation, exchanges of confidences, irreverent anecdotes, flirtations without commitment, silk rings, black lingerie, exchange of caresses, looks, moans, hands, fingers and fluids, followed by affection, exchanges of looks and even more desire. She consumes me completely...
JPcoroa
One moonlit night, I caught a glimpse of a woman, who guided me on a path of unimaginable adventure. I knew the curvilinear paths of her body, the melodic song of her voice. She showed me the kisses and embraces of two similar bodies and gave me to drink from the waterfalls of her intimacy. I like to think that, on that moonlit night of any given day, time stood still, and I had the delight of feeling welcomed by the body of the most beautiful woman I would ever meet, until I felt the magnetism of her gaze and the candor of her smile...
JPcoroa
A night looking at the stars, swimming in the ocean behind her eyes, lost in that smile, tangled in her beautiful locks, listening to the song of the life story of the most incredible woman I would ever have the opportunity to meet. One night with her would be too little. A summer with her would be unfair, a life with her would be ideal. I am surrendered and lost in her...
JPcoroa
The conversation was delightful, but the credits ran out. She was a pleasant surprise on my night. A beautiful voice, captivating eyes, a pearly smile, the song of a siren, the voluptuousness of an Amazon, an incandescent body with marble skin. I revealed her secrets and she revealed mine... A moment with her is more than a date, it is an answered prayer...