This song by Bridget gray. I e-mailed out to a few female friends all my list I initially was turned on through Bridget gray through Mrs. Butter love that poem was entitled “a letter to hip-hop.” But for the past few days. This spoken word poetry means a little something different to me.
The power of a kiss. I’ve always loved kissing. It’s one of the third favorite things I like to do with my mouth. J it’s funny because when you’re with someone new who you want to kiss it saying like the window of opportunity is always there. But the act alone is merely initiated by the right type of eye contact. It’s like your bodies instantly know when you’re going to do it your eyes connect both of you come closer to one another her head tilts right. Yours may be left but by some instinct. You know already.
As a high school kid I would go for the marathon type of kissing. LOL and don’t get me wrong that has its place and time. But these days it’s about connecting with someone, because when you’re start kissing your on the knife edge and this can be a good thing if you’re with the right person to seconds too long. And you find your clothes coming off and maneuvering yourselves to position of another type of expression. J J or two seconds less,and not to mention the whole matter of tongue and saliva lip biting and tongue sucking which is a good thing also and you both for your separate ways.(nothing like the anticipation of another day). J
Only to spend all night on the telephone with one another talking about “what if” either scenario will leave you wanting more if it’s done right. I was remembering a few days ago about the first time. I was kissed by a woman and what I mean by that is. It was the first time, the female had initiated the kiss up until then. It was always mutual, and it was always very stimulating. But in the back of my mind I knew it was going to happen.
But her kiss was different I had met this girl at a classics nightclub runouts out of Andrews Air Force Base. It was my first time purchasing a woman a drink. I thought I was Mr. big shot conversation was good. She seemed to be a very ambitious and goal oriented woman (I would love to say, I took her home that night), but I didn’t. She was very respectful and reserved… so I thought my mother used to say. It’s always the quiet ones you have to worry about.
The next day she came over. She sat on my bed, and I was over at my stereo making a cassette tape. She came over and stood behind me and put her hand on my shoulder. I didn’t think anything of it than she came around redirecting my attention away from my stereo with a gentle nudge from her finger under my chin and she leaned down and kissed me words cannot describe that kiss. Oh my God!! It has everything spontaneity sensuality smelled good, she tastes good, and then other things happened that I’m not going to type about, because gentlemen don’t kiss and tell. But sometime no gentlemen. It was the best spontaneous sex I ever had. LOL.
A far cry from my very awkward initiation at 10 years old. When I kiss my best friends cousin, and she rammed her tongue down my throat. Do you remember your first kiss? What do you consider the perfect kiss? Speaking to a friend this weekend. I’ve always known the importance of a good kiss, but I will quote from her “a man can screw the hell out of me. But if he does not know how to kiss. I won’t even begin to have my first orgasm or have any type of attachment to him.” I’ve heard that before, but considering her all I can do is look at her and say damn
This song by Bridget gray. I e-mailed out to a few female friends all my 360 list I initially was turned on through Bridget gray through Mrs. Butter love that poem was entitled “a letter to hip-hop.” But for the past few days. This spoken word poetry means a little something different to me.
The power of a kiss. I’ve always loved kissing. It’s one of the third favorite things I like to do with my mouth. J it’s funny because when you’re with someone new who you want to kiss it saying like the window of opportunity is always there. But the act alone is merely initiated by the right type of eye contact. It’s like your bodies instantly know when you’re going to do it your eyes connect both of you come closer to one another her head tilts right. Yours may be left but by some instinct. You know already.
As a high school kid I would go for the marathon type of kissing. LOL and don’t get me wrong that has its place and time. But these days it’s about connecting with someone, because when you’re start kissing your on the knife edge and this can be a good thing if you’re with the right person to seconds too long. And you find your clothes coming off and maneuvering yourselves to position of another type of expression. J J or two seconds less,and not to mention the whole matter of tongue and saliva lip biting and tongue sucking which is a good thing also and you both for your separate ways.(nothing like the anticipation of another day). J
Only to spend all night on the telephone with one another talking about “what if” either scenario will leave you wanting more if it’s done right. I was remembering a few days ago about the first time. I was kissed by a woman and what I mean by that is. It was the first time, the female had initiated the kiss up until then. It was always mutual, and it was always very stimulating. But in the back of my mind I knew it was going to happen.
But her kiss was different I had met this girl at a classics nightclub runouts out of Andrews Air Force Base. It was my first time purchasing a woman a drink. I thought I was Mr. big shot conversation was good. She seemed to be a very ambitious and goal oriented woman (I would love to say, I took her home that night), but I didn’t. She was very respectful and reserved… so I thought my mother used to say. It’s always the quiet ones you have to worry about.
The next day she came over. She sat on my bed, and I was over at my stereo making a cassette tape. She came over and stood behind me and put her hand on my shoulder. I didn’t think anything of it than she came around redirecting my attention away from my stereo with a gentle nudge from her finger under my chin and she leaned down and kissed me words cannot describe that kiss. Oh my God!! It has everything spontaneity sensuality smelled good, she tastes good, and then other things happened that I’m not going to type about, because gentlemen don’t kiss and tell. But sometime no gentlemen. It was the best spontaneous sex I ever had. LOL.
A far cry from my very awkward initiation at 10 years old. When I kiss my best friends cousin, and she rammed her tongue down my throat. Do you remember your first kiss? What do you consider the perfect kiss? Speaking to a friend this weekend. I’ve always known the importance of a good kiss, but I will quote from her “a man can screw the hell out of me. But if he does not know how to kiss. I won’t even begin to have my first orgasm or have any type of attachment to him.” I’ve heard that before, but considering her all I can do is look at her and say damn
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