Wild fire
Thinking of you is a bliss desire. It is in my nature. Your beauty feels in my heart. There is something about you that makes my heart race. Your curvy body is a delight to my eyes. Want to feel your skin with my skin. Feel your hands and explore your body with my hands. Feel your lips with my mouth, and make your heart pound as fast as mine pounds for you. Enjoy your smile. Those teeth are capable of melt the hardest heart. I want to play with your hair in my hands and always get lost in contemplating you. There is something about the tone of your skin that attracts me to you. The waves of your hair resemble the flames of a fire. The surface of your body like the almond milk I want to drink. The softness of your body is like a fluffy cat. Your butt cheeks firm as a peach, they wiggle at the rhythm of the metronome. Your breasts rounded with the exact size to be kissed and to be caressed. Yes, your shape is like an hourglass that bounce from time to time making my heart pound. Outwardl...