Imagine your self( no pressures) as you're immersed in bubbly. Incense tickles your nostrils. You are open, if you desire. Your warmth invites and beckons us to foreplay because we shall be baptized in raw, wet lust without the morning shame after. Let us be the animals we are. Your choice. And I will not lie. You may be disappointed. Will you invite me? We can always cuddle after or if you prefer, instead.