tracing a greeting on the wall in red and yellow ochre

dipping into the illusional stuff of the ether and dapping a fine line across both of Your cheeks..eyes in bright wonder..inhaling Your scent..

wishing He hadn't bathed this morning - hoping the remnants of the tea tree eucalypt soap is not too strong -

feeling the fine lines on His cheeks - thinking it is a fine line between pleasure and pain

purring softly to myself..leaning closer..blushing and taking in the sweet oils..thinking of Blue gum forests and parakeets by the millions ..rainbow on the shimmering wing..mmm..and still manscent..

Hummmm..very fine line..like sewing..beautiful stitches and a good hard prick..

man scent overpowered by woman scent - seeing the flashes of red/green/blue in the patches of intense sunlight and the screeches that belie their beauty - a cacophany that melts into silence in the depths of your eyes

and now the woman/girl disappears into the wing beating - heart beating mind blowing sky

mind looking up in hot trace..watching a single neon feather in spiral of aerodynamic splender in slowfall..and inhaling again in the sweet lushness..humming Waltzing Matilda..

thinking when stitching leather the sharpness of the prick is just as important

.looking up at You..listening to little brown kiwisa dashing in tiny trails through the undergrowth...eculyptus towering in sensual colors..rustling of grwoing things..killing,hunting things..

tiny feather lost in the expanse of sky - swirling and penetrating a tiny proportion - hopefully the right tiny part

feather wanting to be blown - lifted and cradled - wafted and fanned by the zephyrs

alone with the Manscent..raising little nose..to seek the windscent in the stillish air..teal eyes bright in the shadows...heavy smoldering lids..thinking too much...

Smiling in high pink..reading Your post 20 or 30 times..laughing softly..

Thinking of the red centre - arid but full of life potential - red hot under the unforgiving sky until bathed in the soft rain - teeming rain - floods - taking the ochre on two fingers and looking at your tiny red centre and placing the fingers there - doubly red in fingerprint and massaged in

taking a shy step closer..mind ina soft feral space..in clinging,very sheer,black silk knit dress..watching in predatory alertness..

gasping in the moment..drawn closer..eyes wide..fear/joy in hot heart race..reaching out two fingers to stroke soft cheek..in plead..ooooooooo....

finger/feathers - featherlite - red light - no green light - the mail in the male tells Him so - spreading the ochre - in and around and in and across and in and around - womenstrual red blushes below - matching the flush in breasts and face above

mind in a slow crawl..in need..arching to earth touch..Man in a path...i'm following..You now...flowering..in a new continent never walked on..under bi-suns..in twining..dance of the oldest song..humming in my hot head..stroking lips..back and forth..mapping..game hunting..

ochre covered by the sheer silk storm cloud - wondering when the storm cloud will pass and the twin sunset/flush globes and the valleys and crevice beneath will be in full view - touched by eyes as well as finger/feathers

whipsering..just ask,Manthing..reach and ask..touch this woman..ask me..Babe..raw and real..mmmm..

squall of netscape - no escape - capturing His words - lost - His post still on the silicon monitor lizard with forked tongue changes tack - reenters reality *soft smile*

Pouting softly..thinking of hungry,horny souls in Cyberia with no erotica this night..going to bed without..boo.hoo..*grin*

remembering the shock as twin suns appear from both sources at once - shivering despite the heat - shimmering heat - vibrating heat - two fingers still attached to you - attached in you - shiver and vibrate - vibrate in you and with you

Insatiable lips searching - guided by the line of the two fingers on cheeks - following to elbow and shoulder and neck and chin - searching for the pink curled smiling lips

lips in rattle snake slide..up chest..nuzzling..little wild noises..rocking softly....touching..stroking..every where..wanting to know..to learn..to beg...

wondering what to ask for - happy to let it unfold - fate appears to be on His side for once - feather settles comfortably on and in the woman - enhancing and enriching - enticing and entering softly

lips in magnetic homing..migration of wanton tides...seeking..shivering in the fire line..leaning into prowling fingers...little whimpers running away to join the gypsies....

smiling at the universe asking the unversed to teach it - smiling at an opportunity to grant a wish or two

little pearl in Your contact..ochre blessed..honey coated...licking Your chin..tasting ..licking up to tease ripe lips...mmmmm..nibbling licking..damp tender strokes....purring richly...stroking Your belly..muscles in ripple..

Heat shimmering nerve ends - more than muscle in ripple - lips under fingers and lips under lips - woman and man merge

slowly peeling up the black silk..to let a closer heat form..shaved,smmoth peach in offer..oiled and glistening..ripe fruit..little fingers reaching out and flicking Man nipples.catching them with little sharp nail..stiffening little nubs..

lingering..crushing ...then retreating..pressing back..lips to lips..licking ..pushing tongue deeper..treasure hunt..licking with sharp,pink tongue..teeth,mouth..taking offering..purring clser..riding fingers..moist and opening slowly....tight as a wish..swollen desires..

reaching behind in the rainforest humid - holding a sinew from a vine - testing its strength - unbreakable - reaching into the pocket and then slashing with the tiny knife before replacing it in the pocket

finally leaving your ochred centre - to use both hands = wrapping the vine round your left wrist - gently placing it belhind you to marry with your right wrist and tying through fingersight -

little jungle moans dancing in the moist leaves..mossy thoughts..watching Tarzan in Your eyes..offering jane's desires.....blue spruce eyes in half close..mmmmmmm//

smiling lips brushed by ochred fingers dart in and leave red on each nipple

cinched and arched..ochre honey in smear across tremblig ivory peach thighs...plead of crave..in unsung hymn..welling in mind springs..bubbling clear...

smiling in impish delight..ochre nipples in earthy mounds..tiny alter to lust..proud and taut..little painted,red browned crinkles ..termite temples..milimeters high..

soft vines - tracing a path round your neck - temporary halter to take you to bend over the fallen tree - moss covered - cool - green - tickle cool on your breast

heart in jungle drum pound..creamy skin in supple bend to embrace mossy bole..fallen leaf memory...alive and unsure,,but trusting..trembling on the dew and orchid bower..

centering..reflecting the spinning feather..the red/blue/green twirl..lotus canter..

Recovering after the silicn monitor froze once more and left Him in an hypnotic trance - gazing now at you - part of the tree - invisible to A/all but Those with Featherbrains - marvelling at your supreme patience and oneness with the stillness of time *soft smile*

ochre figers tracing spirals from the outer realms of your buttocks in towards your centre- finger massage - steel feathers deep - relaxing the tension of the past for B/both of U/us

slow and firm - fingers merging and steeling you for the nearfuture

feeling the realm of Cyberia bloom and thrust You back into the world..smiling in the serenity of the zen of submission..every moment another lesson...feeling Your warmth again...

smiling softly - preferring every lesson to be of My doing rather than of fate's

moaning softly..an undercurrent of bird song..pulse of willing flesh..arching back..licking full rose lips..absorbing pleasure..direction...pagan spirals..center of everything ..the round of sky and earth..of mated parts and hearts

wondering if you wish to finish previous day's thoughts - picking an orchid to place behing your right ear - and taking a tiny fibreglass fishing rod from His pocket

thinking i am here in submission to You..to Your will and path..deeply curious of the little fishing pool and the bait...

extending the fishing rod - wondering what the thin white lines that will blush red shortly afterwards would look like on those lazy ochre spirals - incursions of now on the always

unable to relly see..hearing the snicking of the fiberglass..wondering..waiting..licking full lips..hummmm..

ochred hands pressing through the rims of your breasts with little effort to grasp each nipple and roll between finger and thumb - penis briefly collecting ochre from your buttocks and lips caressing your spine

and then all retreat - like infantry before the barrage -no touch - no sound except a swish as the rod is tested after a long lay off - splitting the air - soon to test itself on the sky.

movingto your left - rod in right hand - feathertouch as it it makes a tiny mark in the ochre - a marker for the very near future

smelling the sweet orchid..slining in the very thought..feeling Your stiffness. Your touch..aching stronger..contracting tightness..gripping honey slick air..sqeeezing stronger...moaning in the touch to stiff nipples..pleas of more..whispered in little soft breaths..deep and clear..oohhhh..arching higher..

tongue briefly on your sinewtethered hands - kissing your palms - brain unsure where the rod should be tested

ears perked..alert and primal..animal in defense!..sharp and clear..ripped air..thinking mercy....then the spider walk touch to tender clenched cheek..eeekkk..

seeing you arch - remembering the rainbow - translucent and without foundation - you are ephemeral but so well founded

purring in the palm caress..lingering slow drying moisture..pondering delicate skin,strong,soul..taking a deep breath..focusing..itchy and raw...yikes..

A flick of the wrist and a splash and silence - then another tiny splash and whirring - more splashes and then the gentle whirr and the feeling of a fresh water shower

and the slap, slap, slap, slap ... as your buttocks receive the fish in figure of eight swings in its dying throes

flinching in the soft tickle splash..cringing and laughing softly..silver light..blinking in reflex..licking lips..nerves in sweet conflict..trying not to curl..edge rising..surrender lowering..oh goddess..little fingers in curl..grapping droplets..hummm..

gently removing the odd scale from your buttocks and flickoftheknife gutting of the fish over your back cold and almost alive bloodwetness

spreading the red/black gutmess over you - smiling knowing you expected something else

OOOHHHHHHHHHHhhh..jumping!..little wild snarl..suprise..hugging moss,,hugging lichen..oohhh. biting lip..fingers in hard clench..thighs tremble and then shore up..letting out a gasp..

eeewww..yuck..guts..scales..alter to poor fishie..dribbling guts and roe..fish scent..gut scent...holding still..just shaking my head..then trying not to laugh...chuckling softly..

watching your reaction and then with the rod cutting the spirals vertically - horizantally and diagonally - four slices from the rod to each buttock - slow and measured - 40 seconds between each nearly thrre minutes of suspense and then how much longer to wait to see what comes next? shlaack,........schlaaak,........ shlaack,........schlaaak,........ shlaack,........schlaaak,........ shlaack,........schlaaak,........

Hello pizza bum

placing the ochre coated rod by the fish and reapplying the fingers to your nipples and this time the penis pokes between your legs to nuzzle the pearl little oyster

sucking in air..reeling in pain and wonder..AAAHH!!..biting my lip..then gasping in every blow..drowning in air..rocking ..finding my throb rise..soft flesh ..wet,,sensual and stained..blood gut trickle..ohh..rocking..growling to release..rasping breath..

tongue busy licking up and down your spine

tasting the guts and feeling your stirring - wanting to stop your rasping breath - but wondering if you might bite it off *soft smile*

panting softly..finding base..rocking still..to relax and shake off tension..ooo....hard blinking..then feeling the probing cock head..in unconcious slide..little catwalk of right foot..inches over in the mossy veitation...wanting..cooing..mmmmmm..

moving slightly - right hand taking over from the penis which nuzzles againct your anus - knocking quietly agaginst the portal

squirming in the licks..blushing deeply. in hot smile..twisting to seek You..pinned still an whispering in sensual pleads...a hummm of desire..smelling Your sex...wanting more...

slipping slightly on the moss as you move - unconciously finding entry - savoring the grasp of the muscles - knowing that time is pressing and following suit

too clenched..too tight..so unsure..arched and clasping thighs again..tickled and poked by Manfingers..exposed in lust..to nectared honey pool...zigzags in bolts between pressed shy thighs..

spending a happy few moments passage of time visiting your passage and retracing and tracing the steps before withdrawing to press on further up your valley

Oh..please....whispered..arroused and wild..fingers delving into secrets...grottos clasping in shudder..purring in deep moan...hunger rising..

fingers kneading on left nipple and clit - shaft needing and finding a mine and plunging down/up in/between -

little animal snarls..opening to fingers..pearl in harb twitch throb..begging for plunder..savage manthrust...lioness growls..wet vanilla scented sex in slow unfurling bloom to You...

forest in microcosm - warm - dark humid - intersperced with shafts lightning movements - shrieks internalised - tiny feelings from nerve endings scurry in you and along Me - the peaceful green about to explode like the ten year forest fire that rages and starts the new growth cycle -

burning in the tease..spreading to You,,to be just taken..filled plowed..oh yess..lips in rose curl...oh please..

deep pink jungle flower..petals splitting back..thrusting back to bury You..to the hilt..Wild One..sheathing waepon in rites of glory..

wanting to stop and savour - savouring to the point of over stimulation - carried away like the two hundred foot tree that is on the point of falling - the tiniest pressure extra and it will cover the forest floor

moving as one - stamen and bee and humming bird- sucking your honey - probiscus saturated - nectar and juice - so much juice - wanting to suck the juice - suck you dry by the vacuum pump - pump - pump - unable to stop the pump disgorging through over work

rocking back in primal tenderness..wanting to clasp and caress You..to hold You in the center of my wet,velvet being..cherish Manbeast..loving cradle thickness and measure..to sink in the primordial ooze..so sweet..

melting to Your caressing..strokes of tenderness and pleasure..ripe cooing..song of pather child...daughter of the Moon...richness in the passing and meeting of You..Mercy...

lost in the rite - so right - a rite that I want to perpetuate but can only perpetuate by repetition as this one has ....be cum comple....e........e.....t....e

Untying your hands - giving you free rein - worshipping your submission

trying to hold the sky for one concretisation of ephemerality - smiling as words seem inadequate

hip thrust..filled and whole..sinking deeper..in flaming reds and blues..rocking..spiral of desire...nipples in blaze of nerve to parts..arcing energy..taking You in tight glove sqeezee..

So totally immersed in His orgasm unsure whether the contortions of His partner had signalled His pleasure or hers or B/both

little fingers grasping Your thighs..patting and gripping feeling such a glowing bond of flesh..skin to skin..natural wonder..creation dawning..ripple clouds..silken fingertips...

wall stil rising..closer to falling of the edge..whipsering asking..for permission..to melt around You,,,lauguid and frantic..milking You with care and swollen grip..

two minds struggling to be in one body- man and woman attempting to reverse the amoeba trend

Free reign little one *soft smile* or if you need shorter words - you may cum

twining suns..one gone nova..the other in seige..eyes wide in the rush..falling fast..out of control..rubbing the hell out of my clit..backing onto You..all that i can..feeling Your pulse and wishing to match it..the very trees in prayer of release..

holding your hands - turning you over - using My tongue to replace your fevered fingers - soft and gentle -

Flying ....gone..sparks in my mind,,,the ground in water ripple..fractal meld..cumming hard.oooooooooooooooooooooooooo..falling back on to You to contract and spasm...waves in beach slam..eroding crumbling shore..clasping Your thighs and holding still almost...whimpers...sweeter then honey..for You...binding the Man to the woman in the now...eternal...

drinking in all of you - the perfume and oils mingling with O/our assorted juices - slowly nibbling - humming and then flicking tongue like the humming bird's wings across your centre of sensation and deep inside - fingers on nipples - flicking in time

You deserve more than one little one *soft smile*

tears in my teal blue eeyes..cherished in this..fingers in tight hold of Your strong ones..open and lapped..shuddering and turning into a heavenly creature..surreal and floating..joined to Earth by You..song of thanks..gentle curling torso ...

collapsing with you - looking skyward before asking if you could cook the fish because he is Bloody hungry

my vanilla scent in steamy jungle rise..whimpering moans...oh so tight temple..getting tighter and of a thicker,lighter cream..almost too much..walking in electric meadows..nipples in firefly whisper..winking on and off in sensation..grinding sex wings into Handsome Soul..snarl of waves..foam and crest..watching the shore line..rock fall..echo in my cumming head..feeling the winds rise again!!!..Oh Goddess!!..

smiling to myself..pool of wet woman..sighing warmly..hovering in a irridescent place..poor Lad..chuckling softly and shaking..trembles of realease..so very sensitive,,Mmmmmmmmm....

i can cook fish and do windows..and You deserve sustinance..sinking into the moss sward..purring softly..

carried on the winds of your second coming - wishing you well and lying quietly beside you before leaving with silent thanks *soft smile*

hugging You very gently..nuzzling lips to strong neck..hugging warm Man..thanking deeply..wishing sweet dreams..spent fairy in peace and joy..smiling...mmm.

wishing up a warm rain to bathe in..clean as spring...in joy and completeness..

washing..drying with scented leaves.doning silks and finding the trail home..humming ancient ballads..high as a kite