A Girls Journey through sexual matters
I use words and visual imagery to convey the impossible. Feeling a man move inside me is nothing short of delicious, being brought to the point of orgasm, is just plain indescribable.Every nerve and fibre in my being is focused, from my nipples to my clitoris, sending mixed and confusing signals, my body a mess, my cervix dipping and sucking involuntarily, both my eggs awaiting in my fallopian tubes for the final creative penetration to wriggle inside and close off forever any other attempt.I...