With you I’m whole
Before I met you, I thought I knew what joy and happiness were. Before I met you, what I thought were vibrant colors were merely just shades of gray. Love was a concept I understood with my head but it was foreign to my heart until you came into my life.
With you I’m complete
The beauty of our love is in our Blackness. The call and response of our cries of passion are like the complex melodies of jazz and the soulful ballads of Motown. The pounding, rhythmic beating of our hearts is like drums echoing out under the starry night sky. The feel of your smooth brown skin under my tender caress is like sweet melted chocolate intoxicating my taste buds.
I need to feel you inside me
Yours is the only key that fits my lock. My love for you is slippery wet . . . and . . . hot . . . and did I forget to mention oh so sweet. You feel that tingle don’t you, that sensation in your body that signals the onset of your insatiable lust for me, that makes you want to make love to me until our bodies are dripping with sweat? I need the final piece that fits my puzzle. I need the weight of your body crushing mine. I need to ride you, use you, I need to cum all over you while you try to hold back from erupting inside me like molten lava from a volcano. I need your dick in my pussy, fucking me with my legs wrapped around you, pulling you closer, taking me higher, massaging my clit with your shaft as you thrust deeper, and harder, our tongues dancing together as we cum and cum and cum.
I need you inside me; in my body, my mind and in my soul. I can’t get you out of me. You are embedded deeply within my spirit. I need you inside me emotionally, spiritually, and sexually because without you, I’m incomplete.
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