Red Roses, Dark Teases

Ferrara

It was times like this that I cursed the human limitations.

Because right now, I wished that my eyes could be larger, big as a mirror,

To enable Katya see herself through my eyes, the perfection of her artistic nudity.

I also wished for more than a pair of hands right now,

Because my large palms were suddenly too small considering how I wanted, burned, to touch her every fucking place.

Heat broke out in my body the moment I entered her tavern of wetness, the sweetness and intoxication of her body making me spiral out of control.

She lay on her back, her smooth beautiful thighs spread out for me, her generous creamy tits bouncing as I slid out and thrusted in again.

She was a fucking feast for the eyes.

Her skin was flushed to completion, her eyes slightly shut and her pupils parted softly.

With her slender hands, she reached for me, her glass skin washed aglow in the ambiance of the indigo lighting and the sensual music.

But all those were secondary effects, simply adornments