Way Back When

I miss the feeling of being lost in the throes of sheer eroticism. Where sex is not a mechanical chore, or merely a means of stress relief. What I am saying is that I miss feeling as one against anothers flesh. I miss the scent of sweat, pheremones and ***. I miss the taste of sexual juices, saliva & secretions. I miss the forbidden being the norm.

It has been too long

musicmad musicmad
41-45, M
Mar 17, 2009