crosstorm1993

as detailed as a DNA strand broadcast in full 8K definition. During his nightly fight for sleep, he would imagine himself locked in her embrace. His fantasy was so intensely real for him, it was as if he were invisible, observing a couple on their wedding night. He would see with great clarity in his mind's eye, the deep passionate kisses he longed to place upon her supple full lips, his gentle caresses over her petite body. He could smell her alluring scent, her pheromones hammering away at his libido as keenly as if she lay next to him. He could taste the Salinity of her soft skin as his tongue gleefully danced along her body moving towards delicate petals flanking the hooded center of feminine pleasure tucked between her exquisite stems. The more pleasure he could give her the