Sensuality comes in many ways…well, Sensual is not a sin but an Art for human being.
Butterfly London Sensual Massage share A poem by the sensual Venus..Lost control…
In my bed
I cannot contemplate.
You hijacked my mind
I’m running in circles.
I need you to be close
For you been what I been longing for.
But I seem to only think of you
You blew me away.
I lost all control.
Disappearing, fading away.