She Is Resting Gently on My Bosom Eyes Closed In Anticipation of My Touch My Hands Are Breathing Life Prepared for this Tender Moment I Touch Her Moving My Hands Through the Length of Her Body Gently. With Grace, Affection, Care and Fondness That I Did Not Even Know Existed In Me The Hands Suddenly Feel Glued Stuck As It Were, to Her Gentle Curvaceous Breasts I Feel the Bonding, The Connection, Instantaneously She Is Pleasured Waves of Ecstasy Flow Through Her Like Ripples Increasing in Intensity Everytime Her Orgasmic Groans Have Put Me In A Trance I Am Lost in This Moment of Eternity And Then I Come Out of It Lo and Behold! It's Me Holding Myself All Along It's Me Playing With Myself Is This The Divine Play? A Self-Foreplay?
