Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that leers,This mottled nose, protruding ears:A prison grown large to restrainThis sweet and simple, gentle brainWhich longs with every coarse. Gabriel slowly kissed up her body stopping just under the swell of her breasts to leave a wet trail of kisses. Desiree flipped Gabriel onto his back, which no doubt caught him by surprise and slid down his boxers. Desiree heard Gabriel gasp when she reached her hand around him to free him of his boxers. She was glad it was still dark so he couldn’t see the heat rising from her face and she marveled at how he felt in her hands. Tentatively she took the enlarged head into her mouth and began to.Read More
