Torrid calefaction of the sudor taste Slips between ourn locked fingers Gliding as astronauts to the farway distant promise land. Panting one another's breathe, as thy chest rubs mine own in splendor waterfall shock!!! Ourn legs art as rocks, heated from underneath, ourn lips glaze in defeat as ourn tongues wander eachothers garden. A feline hiss and a hound scowling kissing all the way down wherein mine jargon is hushed by thy wetness covering mine face... As I don't cease, but feel thy hands squeeze mine premier dome, as thy nails rip into mine back... I'm blindfolded, tied from behind. Teased. As thou I please..... Between the sinew of ourn mind.... As ourn angelic language canst be heard across the village!!!!