see how her body shudders, her eyes get lost and her breathing becomes more forced.
I like to play with the rhythm and speed, that my tongue dances on hers between her legs, and that my mouth explores her skin, plays with her nipples, taking small bites; subtle but passionate.
I like to make him scream and the occasional dirty word.
I like her to shed all prejudice and to be who she wants to be all the time.
I like that between lust and her passion she tears me apart, that her breathing becomes more frequent, that her skin burns and just at the moment of ecstasy, she climaxes cutting off with a cry.
A different cry, one that is more silent.
As if she died momentarily and woke up with a smile, a completely sincere one.

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