The one thing that keeps me going to escape reality is my love for euphoric music!

Fantasizing dancing erotically with my partner. He loves my skin touching his, moving up on his chest stroking the

nipples of his breast. Flowing down to his abdomen, my head leaning above his torso, my lips touching his pubic

hair. Slanting my right ear slightly against his man parts, twisting my body to face the back of my head towards his

inner thighs, sliding my naked hand down his masculine legs, clasping one thigh in my hand and clutching my

breast.

His damp hands crowning my head with my hair in between his fingers. I don’t want this feeling to end.

His eyes tells a story of a life handled in pain but not for love embraced and mistakes made. I’m lost in his grim

cocky smile, but I can deal with that. His hair, so soft and spiky arouses my soul. His chats as sweet as lime

squeezed into a sparkling glass of wine, hypnotic to my senses, intense! I’m flushed with emotion, I’ve lost my

control.

I’m only human, I’m only a woman.

Inspired by the song – Call Out My Name By The Weekend

Euphoric