I opened the door to my damp tunnel of pleasure and there he was. What a beautiful creature. What a beautiful sight to see. I invited him in and he came in on a smooth slither of excitement. I grabbed him with my hands and told him to follow me on the trail of soaked tracks. I led him all the way back into the depths of my darkness until he reached a dead end. He became aroused in shock and amazement by how deeply rooted the tracks were. He didn’t realize my tunnel was just as great as my land. He was most definitely enjoying himself. Exploring, twirling all around going in and out of the puddles of water that he kept discovering. That is…until he had enough. It seemed like he was convulsing at one point. It looked as if his soul was lost. He was satisfied with his visit. The night was over and he left.
A stunningly beautiful land filled with wonder. A land that sparks curiosity. A hidden gem filled with magical love traps that will hypnotize you into a trance. The land is filled with powerful aromas of sweet smelling strawberries and flowers blooming in the spring. The land is fruitful, fulfilling and exceeds beyond expectations. A land where you’re free to come as you are. You can come as your true authentic raw self, or you can come covered up in a facade of protection. The land is sacred and intriguing. Though it’s a forbidden land and it is only accessible by the chosen one. Those who were not chosen still try to force their way in. Yet it’s discreetly tucked away in a secured place and I fully understand why though. I understand why so many desire entry. The land is a mesmerizing playing field of rainbows and exploding stars. It houses fireworks of rare emotions and storms of satisfaction. A land where the water continuously runs heavy and droughts cease to exist. The land is amazing, YES! But the land is invite only.
Have you received an invitation?
I’m naked and ready. Ready for you to taste my steady drip of succulent sweet and savory juices. Ready for you to swallow me up whole. I’ve been craving the stroke of your tongue all day long. Have you been craving my taste? I want to feed you. Lay back and open up wide, as I take a seat on your tongue. Allowing it to enter deep into my slippery realm of seduction. Penetrate me with your tongue please. I wanna take my time with it. I’m gliding and riding on it nice and slow. I’m gliding all around it like how a seasoned skater glides around the skating rink. I’m riding it like how a surfer rides a wave. Let go and just let your tongue twirl in exploration inside me like a tourist on new and exciting grounds while I guide you. Caress my clit to climax. Can I cum in your mouth?
Are you hungry?
Now that you’ve conjured up my boisterous uncontrollable flow of waves, I invite you into my overly moist rapture of sensual suction. Slowly but surely closing the walls in on you, making sure that you’re gripped in tight and fully secured. Hold on tight and let me take you on a slippery roller coaster ride of pivotal emotions. Your soul becoming undone with every grind and with every thrust. I can feel every inch of your most sacred part, as I repeatedly grind in circles, on your most sacred part. Performing an exorcism of your soul trying to draw out every drop of your climax.