fully clothed...

Makin luv with our clothes on so we know there's nothing missing in between you and I. Bodies clutched and felt and pressed flush allowing the completion of untamed minds. Listening to sighs telling truths that are unable to hide from lips tasting a sip of use. Passion lives in depths reaching for the surface as our pulse simultaneously moves. Ohh, how loose the freedom naturally commits to the feel lingering of hands feeling their way through contact. Arousing more than hormones that are set aside to see within a friend willing to interact...