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A simple kiss turns into a savage display of passion. My hands move freely over your body. Gently caressing and exploring every inch. Searching for any place that brings you pleasure. You sigh, as our tongues wrestle inside each others mouth.A brief intermission to look into your eyes.To seeyour passion and willingness to continue.I drive on. Gently, but swiftly removing any clothing that impedes our ability to make love. At last we are bare. I taste your skin and the delicious, salty passion of your sweat. Again I look into your eyes. I see a raging inferno of passion, in a look that says "take me", in any language.I run my hands along your naked skin. A masterpiece of human design, so beautiful, so willing. I feel a throbbing in my loins as I gently insert my fingers into the furnace of your passion. You cry out with pleasure and rhythmically counter my actions. Alas, I can take no more. My swollen warrior makes his way into shelter as you continue to sign and moan for more. The fluid of our love and sweat mix upon each others body. Then finally we climax. Like an explosion shaking the Earth. Then fall into each others arms with gratitude. Knowing this cycle of our love is complete.