A soft sigh escapes my lips as yours part to meet mine, our tongues twisting and twining as they play.  My hands dig firmly into your back as I run them now down, then up, then across.<br/><br/>Finally breaking the kiss I lower my lips to nuzzle your neck as I scoop you into my arms and carry you to the massage table.  Lowering you onto the surface, I gaze with open admiration at the sensual beauty portrayed before me.   Your firm rose tipped breasts, your taut stomach, that line of bush directing my gaze to your sex, your firm thighs and calves; everything would point to an athlete, like a finely tuned and trained filly; someone who is proud of their body.<br/><br/>I trail a finger along your leg and circle it over your stomach approaching then withdrawing from your sex.  “Kozzy, I have never met anyone like you.  You are indescribably beautiful, erotic.  I have never desired anyone as much as I desire you.  I want so much to pleasure you, to enjoy your body.”<br/><br/>Kissing you quickly, I laughingly say, “Don’t go away – I want to explore some of those ‘toys’ – as you said, ‘we could figure some of them out.’  I’ll be right back."<br/><br/>Hurriedly I throw off my clothes and hasten to the wardrobe, my erect penis wobbling about before me in response to my movements.  Returning repeatedly to you to kiss and caress you, I pick up several aromatic candles and place them about the room lighting them as I proceed.  Then I bring out a handful of scarves, and a blindfold.<br/>