"held in awe, shared with passion"

Continued....




"...Good morning m'lady

On this the day of venus the long awaited exploration of all things sensual shall be surrendered to... as day turns to night to reveal the stars I look forward to seeing what our overdue meeting reveals...."

She smiled, excited.

Who would the writer be.

Some time in the making... courting her with prose she melted into, words painting promise of bodily pleasures many shy-ed away from lest it too telling of yearnings deep , adventures different and a curiosity of a lover wanting to explore and find himself...in manners and ways so contrary to what mainstream society may deem fit for an "everyday Joe".

An everyday Joe who only dared to look in, now and again and, hunger to surrender to bodies twined in ways where legs knew legs in positions most flexible, ass cheeks teasing cock and balls, hands pulling and pleasuring a thrusting shaft...where tits are cupped and nipples sucked

...where kisses are fleeting yet, hungry and needy and sweat is the "ointment" to slipperiness.

A feasting of flesh thru licking and the scent of steamy debauchery pungently coital , heady and inviting.

He was no ordinary Joe...she got to find out.

His writes prepared her for that "no ordinary Joe" and then he said...

"OH!.....by the way, (...) said I must give u a kiss"...


And there it was confirmed...an adventurer, a seeker of all things hedonistic.



Her Friday eve tall Gentleman...

And as he walked away she hoped he would deliver her kiss to the Legend of all things most sinfully delicious.

RB.