Eyes closed in tantric meditation. Slowly the world begins to fade away. Within your mind your body shrinks to tiny proportions, so distant from the worries around you. Feel safe. The nurturing power of the goddess embrace. Putting distance between your world and this place. Retreating into the most erogenous zone. Your mind. It has the power to amplify sensation and it will. Let me show you. Imagine the soft touch of a feather heightening your senses. Awakening them. Like static electricity, Reaching from head to toe. Anticipation is an aphrodisiac. Sensation grows from deep within. Warm oil. Soft touch, easing the craving that steadily grows. Intimacy builds. So erotic the way our bodies touch. This is not like any massage...It's surreal. Hypnotic. The feeling is so hard to describe, bringing great comfort, yet our focus is not on climax, but rather prolonging the experience. Savoring every detail and sensation like flavors of a wine, taste with your body, your tongue is to feel. Feel me come to you. Motion that seems Audible. My body acting out the sounds of my voice. The sounds of my pleasure. Coming for you. So perfect. The elusive flow of amarita drawn from the deepest of wells. Drawn by you. So content now, and I want to touch you again. feel your skin with my hands. It turns me on. I want more. So I take it. As much as I want. Until we both decide to awaken, shake dreams from our hair, and face reality once again. Never forgetting the time and space that we have shared. Satisfy the crave.

Eyes closed in tantric meditation. Slowly the world begins to fade away. Within your mind your body shrinks to tiny proportions, so distant from the worries around you. Feel safe. The nurturing power of the goddess embrace. Putting distance between your world and this place. Retreating into the most erogenous zone. Your mind. It has the power to amplify sensation and it will. Let me show you. Imagine the soft touch of a feather heightening your senses. Awakening them. Like static electricity, Reaching from head to toe. Anticipation is an aphrodisiac. Sensation grows from deep within. Warm oil. Soft touch, easing the craving that steadily grows. Intimacy builds. So erotic the way our bodies touch. This is not like any massage...It's surreal. Hypnotic. The feeling is so hard to describe, bringing great comfort, yet our focus is not on climax, but rather prolonging the experience. Savoring every detail and sensation like flavors of a wine, taste with your body, your tongue is to feel. Feel me come to you. Motion that seems Audible. My body acting out the sounds of my voice. The sounds of my pleasure. Coming for you. So perfect. The elusive flow of amarita drawn from the deepest of wells. Drawn by you. So content now, and I want to touch you again. feel your skin with my hands. It turns me on. I want more. So I take it. As much as I want. Until we both decide to awaken, shake dreams from our hair, and face reality once again. Never forgetting the time and space that we have shared. Satisfy the crave.