Essay

I Love Her A young couple, late at night, on a sofa learn about love and sex Your fingers feel so delicate on the nape of my neck as they send a shiver down my spine. Tightly embraced in a kiss that has lasted several bizarre minutes I find it harder to breath. The extended piece of flesh in my pants is twisted, caught in the tight elastic of my underwear causing minor discomfort to it, but it is well worth the pain knowing full well you’re the cause of it. A new variation of your kiss takes place as your...