I must commend you, on the way you address my exterior. The way you touch my skin, with your hands, your eyes, your lips, with such tender caress, with such vigor within.
The way your tongue feels on the surface of my exterior, the way the impact on the tiny hairs sends jolts too heavenly to describe, straight within. Uncontrollable feeling engulfing my exterior and seeping into my soul, deep within...
A feeling from which I never tire, a feeling which covers me entirely. Anxiety, a racing rush of excitement and happiness, panting pleasure, erotic bliss. I must commend you, for these rewarding moments to my mind, to my soul, for this pristine abyss.
The way you look into my eyes, like you're seeing something more than my rugged face. The way my body responds to your every touch, your kiss, your every embrace.
I don't know what it is that you've done to me, but it's caused me to act in such a crazy way. My body has been craving you, my soul too, simple thoughts of you keeps waking my member up, dreams have caused my volcano to erupt...
I must commend you, on behalf of my mind, body and soul. I gave you the controls, and you led my being through a maze of pleasure. Now you've been given the keys to this city, so feel free to take control, rock my mind, body and soul.
By Paul B. Peddie
October 17, 2016.
