Sensuality... the smell of a strong ripe fruit...
Sensuality...the fantastic lounge track playing in elevator...
Sensuality....the beautiful graffiti design on the side of some poor man's truck....
Sensuality....the taste of dark chocolate which lingers on your tongue.
Sensuality....the culmination and jubliation of senses that come alive and excited by all the experiences to be found in the mundane of life....
Sensuality....the symphony of bodies....
Sensuality...the dash of perfume in the hollow of her neck....
Sensuality....the khol that outlines her eyes....
Sensuality...the silky stocking that encases her firm calf muscle....
Sensuality...the scruff of his beard from yesterday...
Sensuality...the open collar of his white shirt...
Sensuality...the smell of soap on his skin....
Sensuality....the music that plays in his car....
Sensuality...his smile....
Sensuality...her laugh....
Sensuality...his fingers tracing over the softness of her fore arm....
Sensuality....her skin raising in goose bumps in reaction....
Sensuality....his fingers tracing over the curve of her shoulder....
Sensuality...her head resting over his heart listening to the steady rhythm....
Sensuality....his breath in her ear whispering all that he wants from her....
Sensuality....her soft whispers in reply....
Sensuality....his fingers in her hair...
Sensuality....her fingers in his hair...
Sensuality...breath on breath....
Sensuality...arms entwined around one another's waists to hold each other steady....
Sensuality.....hmmmmm.....the rest?....welll a girl can't kiss and tell now can she?
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