IFeelMyself Forest Floor By Euphemia

Beneath tall trees, beside the sea, the body alert: wind, danger, anticipation. Ancient, timeless, now. Euphemia describes the slowest surrender, her voice leaning in, her body leaning, in, in ... all is soft, all is open. She nourishes me like water from a still and cold pond. I feel the way she is found, held, pleasured. And in the end, tenderness: sweat cooling on warm skin, lovers intertwined. Perfection.


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