Oh how her scent became so familiar to him,
The pleasant aromatic fumes of arousal between her thighs.
Oh how her touch began to completely subdue him,
The layers of lust unfolding one by one as she caresses you.
Oh how her control over you bonds you to her,
So completely making you hers. Doesn't matter at all who you're with...
You are always aware of her power over you....
Relish in her passion, be coated by her nectar....just as the dew is on the grass on a warm spring morning......never really goes away it just sinks into the grass ....then the grass waits again to be coated once more and again....then again......infinitely
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