Hot
I like it hot. In the morning, with closed eyes. It deepens my breath. It opens my heart. It unfolds wrinkled soul. It smoothens my skin. I adore the warm whirlpool that enlightens my body. I feel it swirl, raising waves of pleasure. It electrifies every cell of my body. I like it vigorous. Strong. I savor it in small instances of pure animal pleasure, all sealed with a sigh. I throw my head back. My mortal soul dances on divine rhythms. I am enveloped in notes of bliss. I grow wings. I spread them out. I leave my body and...