I have a secret place
Nestled in a garden
With a turn of my knee
A breeze rushes through
that little secret place.
I arch my back
and enjoy the breeze.
If I put my finger there
I may giggle with the breeze.
If I move my other knee
The secret place is in full view
and I can run my finger
and feel the dew.
I put my finger under your nose.
So you can smell the dew.
A smile graces your sweet lips
you wish you could touch it too.
I arch my back and close my eyes.
Just to feel your finger there.
With a quick movement
you tickle my secret place.
I arch my back enjoying the breeze.
Until I feel you tongue tickle between my knees.
As I arch my back some more,
A gasp of air passes my ruby red lips.
You take that as a signal
and slip two fingers in my puss.
Just to feel me thrust against
the little filled secret place.
I feel your tongue continue saping up my dew.
And for a second you stop and look into my big blue eyes.
As if to ask, Should I give my nakedness to the breeze?
I smile as if to say take it off you dear sweet one.
I have a place for you that runs deep inside my secret place.
As you remove your clothes I watch intentively.
And then I see your place, soft and barely hard.
My eyese flicker wildly waiting for the breeze to turn you on like me
Nothing seems to happen as you lay beside.
You face seems to ask to be taken between the lips. "I know
this dew is not as sweet but please provide."
I move so quickly, you nearly missed.
But understood as soon as you felt the lips.
You feel this set of lips nip and tug.
You run your hand over the sweet redhead.
As if to say, don't stop. Please feel free to suck me until
the dew does flow.
Slowly the lips raise from your shaft.
The blue eyes say the dew is flowing strongly in my secret place.
Now is the perfect time if you so desire.
I slowly lay myself down on the leaves.
You move and hover above me now
And very slowly the knees separate.
To feel the breeze again.
But not to long the place is filled with 8 inches of rockhardness.
And very slowly you move against the soft dew filled place.
As you move the dew does flow down into the leaves.
With one big thrust a gasp of air passes my lips.
I release my pleasure into the air which engulfs you and I.
With a couple more thrusts, your eyes seem to say I'm going to
release into your secret place.
And so I hold you against my breast
until the feeling do past.
And here you and I cuddle among the leaves and fade into eternity.