Lush

The bright sunup and the overflowing dew drops fascinated the day as you dared to come to see anxiously the popular college band. Being once you were the part of the marching band substantial excitement into the ambiance and I marched spellbound. The warm march past over and the crowd thinned gradually. Then you came to complement me for which you had never been a miser.

Your dazzling eyes had an un-satiated look echoing a look of never being satisfied. Being young and energetic, your elevated lust was anxiously full and arising high tide in its peak. I bashfully smiled, then we slowly walked together holding hands incredibly you have deliberately done, sitting in the college Cafeteria, we sipped my favorite Cappuccino.

You were still a novice to the  world of list and least experienced than your contemporaries as new to the scintillating world of inspiring woman. Purposely touching my rose like tender palm you tried to feel my fingers, something you relished well. I encouraged and the world of amorous adventure and ecstatic exploration everyone lavished secretly in their own heart you exposed. You were tempted to lavish those sensual pleasures and leading you to frothing joyous was my only task that I did meticulously. The voluptuous mellowed vixen in submissive me can insatiate the pleasuring imagination you pamper in you forever. Celebrate the lust; no flower is immortal.