My Wildest Dreams

The warmth of your breath the twinkle in your blue eyes your lips kissing mine my fingers touching your skin give in you won’t win your beautiful face I love to gently caress you begin to moan while I massage your soft breasts you know what comes next so slowly inward she continues to incline my love for this girl I can’t properly define now she is all mine as our soft skins rub our souls begin to align we create magic as the power within us let’s our moist bodies combine By Glenn McCrary © 2010 Glenn McCrary (All rights reserved)