I want to hear the slow music playing. With his small & quiet grunts of moans.
Hear me saying Im ready. Him saying he loves me.
I want to smell the brown sugar & vinilla candles. With the sent of red and white rose petals.
Smell my Ink’d mixing with his Axe.
I want to touch his body in all the right ways. with the right feeling to continue
I want to feel him undoing my bra as I lift his shirt
Feel the pain overpowered by to much pleasure to stop.
I want to see his eyes looking back at mine. With equal lust
See that he wants me just as bad as I want him, then just a bit more.
I want to taste his lips on mine. with an devine feeling; taste the sweet chocolate off his neck.
my 5 Senses of Sensation