I believe that the warmth of the southern states must be the reason why it is simpler to be tempted by the small joys of nature. I adore being in the great outdoors. I'm being made love to by the world. For me, southern seduction begins with me. mostly because I am well aware of the body's most powerful sexual temptation. My skin. It makes me extremely sensitive. To me, everything is an excitin', thrillin' experience. There's something about being encircled and in sync with the air that flows around and fills me. Alternatively, I can feel how water penetrates everythin' it touches. To feel the warmth of the fire, which is so selective in how hot the sun is, the delicate radiance of the moon, or even the chilly shadowed warmth of clouds on my skin. And to be and know that the earth unconditionally supports and connects me to everyone and everythin'.
I thought I was always outside and could open the house whenever I wanted. I have a lake 200 feet from my back door that calls to me like a siren. I go skinny dipping in the mornin', noon, and night. Nature seduces me and rewards me with pleasure. I swear I can feel the difference of bein' outside on my skin due to different lighting, not simply the temperature. And I feel free because nothin', not even walls, confines my body.
I had five girlfriends and all of our toys earlier this mornin'. They made me the center of attention because it was my birthday. So I know I was too sensitive, and it was really late, or rather extremely early. The water caressed my every curve and furrow, as the air embraced me. I vow to you that I orgasmed wildly and without touchin' myself.
However, that is for a later date. Do you want more? Give me a call.
