I sit upon the rocks, watching the sunlight dance upon the ocean, and feeling the warm

wind across my face.

It feels nice across my skin, like a lovers touch.
The touch of satin, red satin.
I close my eyes, and enjoy the moment.
Suddenly the warmth upon my face seems to fill me from within.
Is it my imagination, or did I just feel my lovers fingers on my chest.
I breathe in deep, as a touch upon my neck is like a sensual kiss.
The warmth within begins to build, and I let out a pleased moan.
Dare I open my eyes, or shall I stay like this ... forever?
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