Published on March 16th, 2012 | by thetoolsman2
The Naked Convo
as her thick beautiful ebony sweetened lips clothed a string of letters with an accent designed to arouse interest and induce the beginnings of what
would become my pleasure
Then she stripped bare each word she spoke till the naked truth of her reality revealed itself in all its precious glory
sweet talk is a delicacy and I savour her speech with the tongue of reason on that juicy opening of mouth watering imagination contained in the head of she
Felt the nectar of ideas flow endlessly from the deepest orifice of the mind I carefully penetrated
Tentative steps gently guide each orgasm of understanding unleashing a plethora of thought provoking opinion
The mother of compassion.
passionately positions her self in empathy….inviting me into her
World filled with a warmth only she could provide
Her soul laced each vocal outburst in mutual agreement and enticing argument
Rapt attention is commanded from me like fingers trace the delicate silhouette of womanhood
My hand is poised to caress the bosom of her hearts desires. Fresh as the breeze blows through valleys deep. My ears have found a new addiction in the sultry under tones of this goddess
Curiosity permits me to search the entire body of our dialogue. I am happy with the visions she introduces
Satisfaction then overwhelms me.
And I plant my seed in the sacred soil of voracious intellect with genuine hopes for a future unbound by time or place
For I have seen a glimmer of hope in this dark void of
Words colonised by vanity
And can risk baring my soul to a kindred spirit
With whom the connection is deeper than sexual
This primal love is now complete
As pleasure has its master in me.
I now permit it to search the wonders of her nubian flesh
Dim the lights and seek the touch
taste the smells
See the sounds
For this is
This is the naked convo….