Stargate fantasy

My words are subliminal  creating scenes like Michael Angelo s angelic visuals  orgasmic to the touch the tender quiver  walks up her spine  as passions nectar runs down her leg verbs and nouns are used as doors to open her legs
Smooth as silk and sweet as honey describes her energy I can’t resist the entanglement of her pleasurable kiss as she sends  rose like fumes in the air a spell is casted  motivating me to tend to her spoiled needs  she is sweet like chocolate with the skin of bronze her touch turns me on lighting my inner comet ☄️ in to her galaxy until I explode