An open mouthIs indecorousDuring intercourse,Even among acrobats,And dangerous besides.Sometimes a girlLooks like a boyWithout a penis.Breasts are so ...eautifulAnd cunts so hideousMen's feelings for womenAre ambiguous;That's why men preferAnal to vaginalIntercourseAnd shemales to females,If the truth is to be told.We dress the fleshAnd house itIn natural splendor,Lending to breastsAnd to buttocksThe beauty of woods,Mountains,Beaches,Rivers,And other placesImagined in our minds.Erotica is sexual. With my legs resting on his shoulders he began to run his finger over my arsehole, the KY jelly left on his hands getting everywhere. The next thing I knew John slid his middle finger into my hole. It felt so good as he slid it deep into me before he slid it back out again. I could feel my arsehole loosening as he slid it back in for a 2nd time, pushing in right in again before sliding it back out again. It felt so good having something inside me but I wanted his hard cock to start pounding. "Yeah, right," I said. And, now I laughed. "You've got an American passport, and you make good money, for here. Again, you really are prime cut," he said. "Well, if I were to hook up with some girl or woman, it would have to be for something other than those kinds of things. I'm not into gold diggers. Actually, when one gets right down to it, my income is the main reason my wife didn't dump me outright; I'm sure of it," I said. He snickered. "There are worse things than having a wife who. My mouth moves over her lips, along her cheek until I am nibbling her earlobe. She gasps and rocks her head backward, exposing her throat to me.Dipping my head down, I taste her sweet skin, biting her neck and nibbling her flesh. She moans softly before biting her bottom lip trying to keep it in. My hands move to her legs and slide over the bare skin of her thigh, up over her shorts. Still sliding higher, but under the cotton t-shirt. She does not stop me, but instead arches her back.