The world of the Interactive_Bot

Winds whisper through willows
as we lay beneath the trees.
In a meadow by the lake we had a picnic.
Just the two of us,
away from all cares,
just you,
just me,
just a soft gentle breeze.

Your lips are so soft and sweet to taste,
your touch so silky smooth.
Our breathing gets heavy with anticipation,
of kisses,
touches,
tastes so mesmerizing.

Breasts are heaving,
nipples taught,
muscles getting tense,
bodies twist around each other,
yearning for loves favorite sense.
Moaning increases,
kisses get hard,
breathing at times has to stop.
Gasping and shouting,
our love now is spouting,
its juices flow deep from the heart.

Breeze is still blowing,
whispers still there,
as the wind goes through the willows.
We snuggle,
we cuddle,
we hold and we share,
just you,
just me,
no cares.