again, and again, and again

Implosion was emanate, fueled by his mouth, her skin rippled with each passing lick, soft and gentle, each one teasing, thick and timely. Pulling his hair as if guiding a horse drawn carriage, she steered him into those zones she loved touched. The backs of her knees, now damp and raised above him, making her feel all the more naughty. Her breath now a pant, as if no air was left in the room, each one, timed with each lick, she moans out, and growing louder, and louder she comes so intensely that she becomes limp, like a rag doll, laying there, smiling as he raises up, and in a single graceful motion, slides up, on and in her. Slowly, commencing to move in and out, touching his tongue to hers, the heat of their passion builds, like steam in a volcano, the lava of their love grows, waiting for impending eruption, enjoying, toying, they make love in a way she had never tasted before, never like this, never so sweet, never so intense, never so pleasing……she moaned again, and again, and again, and, then again, her eyes rolled back as she moaned once more, once more as he groans her name long and slow.