Ooh mami I love "love" made like this. An oversized roman tub, filled with red rose pedals, candles and scented oil and a bottle of Rose poured in a cocktail of sweet strawberries mixed with pheromones, you've been hard at work, literally, lol. "Mami, I know". You sigh with anticipation as you stare your future pleasure in the eye, I close the bathroom door. Dry you off. Grab your hand, my hips sing you a song as you follow me to the promise land. I remove the terry cloth barrier. Warm nutmeg breasts, I pegged you as a sex Goddess. That lovely intuition confirmed by my conscious. Your skinsssssssss! Pretty brown...brown breasts, dipped in chocolate. I gently bite and suck the chocolate tips, deep tissue, your finger massages your clitoris. Some Italian scent, you smell expensive sort of like asparagus tips. Lips suck-you-lent. I suck them again and again.. Admittedly, my eyes admit your magnificence! Innocently sexy, I testifyif sex appeal was in the form of vengeance, this would definitely be revenge served as a cold dish. We argue about whose more beautiful, a conflict of interest that we both can live with, we both win. Heartthrob, you are contagiousmy pussy throbs. Like a hungry thief in the night, I got your mind, I leave no clues behind. The sex is airborne, sexual pheromones stirring up the air like a sweet cocktail; we drink from the same cup, the cup is about to overfill, and stain my lips with the debris of your lust. I'm ready for some ground-breaking, orgasmic discoveries, you cumming hard like an earthquake with a magnitude of 9.3, you're gonna feel me with your 6th sense, I hope you have 9 lives baby, cause I'm about to murder the monster in that pussy lady. Mentally ill in the bedroom, you are the root of my insanity and the anecdote. I plot an awakening of your sexual mysteries. I gently beg, "Mami, can I be your ambassador in Ecstasy?" My lips suck the answer from your lips, Mami, was that a yes? You apply pressure on my clit with your hips, voluptuous. I lay you on the bed; my tongue is perpendicular to that pretty clit. Bath and body works, a kind of sex where math and psychology cohearse. You moan once, you moan twice. Your nipples harden as if my tongue consist of ice. Your moans are rhythmic; you begin to project the sound of an heroin addict on one of his mad highs, on a hot summer night, "Ooh Shit!" "Suck It!" "Mmm Shit!" your words of vulgarity intertwine, we are both tongue tied, I'm blowing your mind, mami you can run but you can't hide, my tongue and your clit are inseparable tonight, your hips wine, its you!!...fuckin the shit out of my face, feeding me your love, we dine. A new law of Telekinesis, I moan, from the pleasure I'm giving you, as if your nerve endings are mine. The pleasures you are receiving, onto my pussy, materialize. I'm so hot mami, my hypothalamus sighs. Our pussy's dance, on a beautiful wet Wednesday. Your aggressive sideintensifies, signifying that you want me to grant you the greatest form of love, an orgasm in multiple forms. I sense the scent of your feminine essence, creeping up my navel to my breasts to my nasal passages, it's a heavenly scent. The natural scent got me bent. My head spins, pheromones in the air make it mo' better. I whisper, ooooh mami, I want you in the worst waythe worst everI swear I hear your heart answer, "okay", lets perpetuate this pleasurable happiness, lets make it "forever." Completely naked and adjacent we make it an appoint to cum at the same exact point in time, damn it's like our nuts synchronize. I look at your beauty and my eyes feel a sense of appreciation, we lay there drenched in our cum, we pass out, fully sedated and when the morning shall come, we shall wake up, hungover and complacentfor we are buzzeddrunken by our mind-altering lovemaking experience.