Quotes About Sensuality

He kissed the plump mellow yellow smellow melons of her rump, on each plump melonous hemisphere, in their mellow yellow furrow, with obscure prolonged provocative melonsmellonous osculation.

A warm human plumpness settled down on his brain. His brain yielded. Perfume of embraces all him assailed. With hungered flesh obscurely, he mutely craved to adore.

He could have flung his arms about her hips and held her still, for his arms were trembling with desire to seize her and only the stress of his nails against the palms of his hands held the wild impulse of his body in check.

Unseen, one summer eve, you kissed me in four places.

So he had sunk to the state of a beast that licks his chaps after meat.

His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before. He saw her urge her vanities, her fine dress and sash and long black stockings, and knew that he had yielded to them a thousand times. Yet a voice within him spoke above the noise of his dancing heart, asking him would he take her gift to which he had only to stretch out his hand.

He looked calmly down on her bulk and between her large soft bubs, sloping within her nightdress like a shegoat's udder.

You bore me away, framed me in oak and tinsel, set me above your marriage couch. Unseen, one summer eve, you kissed me in four places. And with loving pencil you shaded my eyes, my bosom and my shame.

With a pansy for the pussy in the corner.

You had an arse full of farts that night, darling, and I fucked them out of you...

Ho, you pretty man, turn aside hither and I will show you a brave place, and she lay at him so flatteringly that she had him in her grot which is named Two-in-the-Bush or, by some learned, Carnal Concupiscence.

He saw his trunk and limbs riprippled over and sustained, buoyed lightly upward, lemonyellow : his navel, bud of flesh : and saw the dark tangled curls of his bush floating, floating hair of the stream around the limp father of thousands, a languid floating flower. [84]

Rapito sopra di lei giacevo, labbra piene pienamente aperte, la baciai sulla bocca. Gnam. Con delicatezza mi passò nella bocca il dolcetto al cumino caldo e masticato. Molliccia poltiglia la sua bocca aveva biascicato agrodolce con saliva. Gioia: la mangiai: gioia.

Pero mi cuerpo era como un arpa y sus palabras y sus gestos eran como dedos que recorrían mis cuerdas.

perfume of embraces all him assailed with hungered flesh obscurely he mutely craved to adore

You must be a hell cat, though. You couldn't make me feel like this if you weren't." "That's what we're going to do. Kiss me, Frank. On the mouth." I kissed her. Her eyes were shining up at me like two blue stars. It was like being in church.

I caught his eye running over my clothes once more, and I thought perhaps over what was beneath my clothes as well, and

She wore a flowered blue dress of the type whores naturally favored, and that thing was so tight that when she moved, the daisies got all mixed up with the azaleas. She walked like a warm room full of smoke.

He nuzzled my neck, inhaling deeply. "Mmm. You smell so good." "Oh, yeah," I said, smirking. "I call this new perfume 'Le Jungle grime et tropical BO.' " "Dirt and sweat. Very sexy.

Dirt and sweat. Very sexy.

On stage, I wear my 'uniform' - my all white and flowy suit. It makes me feel 'in-my-body' and sensual.

A dress makes no sense unless it inspires men to take it off of you.

Women are not just there to be admired, they are there to be enjoyed.

Jaguar — For men who'd like hand-jobs from beautiful women they hardly know.