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Lickin’ Lincoln ‘Til the Moon Dies

As the night sky filled my head and thoughts, I was thinking of only one thing, Lincoln. His eyes, his body, his taste and his touch. He was both mysterious and inviting and as the night grew darker the need for a deeper connection seemed to become more certain. Lying in my bed in the night’s stillness, I could only think of his perfect body and the fantasies of when our lips and tongues would touch.

But, the moon was not my only fantasy. I wanted to explore. To let the sensation of his skin drive me to the unknown. As he leaned in closer and I inhaled his scent, I could almost feel it in that moment, when our mouths came together and I was able to taste his sweet tongue.

My heart raced and my anticipation heightened with each passing second. I wanted him more than ever. I wanted to lick Lincoln until the moon died and our passions burned themselves into the night.

Table of Contents

• 1. Pressure Points – Where to Lick for Maximum Pleasure
• 2. Masterful Mojo – Unleashing the Power of Desire
• 3. Titillating Techniques – Unfolding the Magic of Create Touch
• 4. Let the Wild Rumpus Start – Unlocking the Seductive Sensations of Licking Lincoln
• Wrapping Up

1. Pressure Points – Where to Lick for Maximum Pleasure

My tongue slides across the dewy surface of his slick skin. Its roughness is a sign of pleasure had and I revel in the sensation that it brings. His body writhes beneath me, arcing towards me in response to my assault. Every brush of my mouth’s organ elicits waves of pleasure that invigorate him.

I dip into the crevices of his body, exploring nooks and tucked away corners of pleasure. His navel is a source of refreshment, the cool liquid quenching my thirst for exploration. I slide past his hips, slipping lower and lower. My tongue is rejuvenated at the base of his spine, the tickles and shivers building the intensity of the experience.

I go higher, teasing my way up his back. The waves of pleasure amplify as myLooking for each bundle of nerves that is the key to satisfaction. Soon, My mouth is on the back of of his neck, the place that never fails to set him off. The crevice of his ear holds secrets that only my tongue can unlock, immediately sending shock waves of pleasure radiating throughout his being. With every arch of the back and moan of appreciation, I’m delighted by my discovery – this is what I have been searching for, this is the pleasure that I sought.

2. Masterful Mojo – Unleashing the Power of Desire

I first met Lincoln, on a balmy summer night, in the shadows of a back-alley dive bar – the kind of place that few venture into unless their intentions are nefarious. He had a way of making the air around him shimmer with his presence. His smoldering eyes seemed to meld with mine in the flickering light of the neon sign overhead, and I felt like I’d known him my entire life. His body glided across the room like a wave of pure desire, and as we crushed against each other, I could smell his undeniable musk – a mix of something sweet and rich that made my skin crawl with longing and my heart beat just a little bit faster.

I knew I was in for something special as he slowly wrapped me up in his arms and caressed my hips with a force and passion that I hadn’t experienced before. His lips latched onto my neck and sent waves of pleasure through my veins, and I knew that he wanted the same delicious thing I did – a night of blissful pleasure. We explored each other inch by inch reveling in the intense sensations that every touch created.

Eventually powered by our own mutual fire, I elevated him onto a nearby table and we floated away from reality. His hands gripped my hips as I explored the depths of his body with mine, our explosive energies building up and we licked and tasted and devoured each other ’til the moon died in the night sky.

3. Titillating Techniques – Unfolding the Magic of Create Touch

I Crave Your Hot Scratch

Your tongue is a wonder that has bewitched me since the moment I laid my eyes upon you. I ache for your hot touch as the fire of your touch runs through my body. Your rough and tender caress around my tightened nipple sends sparks of passion through my core. You begin to lick, a gentle pull luring me deeper into your irresistible trance. With each spin your tongue takes me closer to the depths of bliss I could only dream of. Your passionate moans fill my ears as I surrender.

LVling and teasing with your; tongue undulating and writhing around my flesh. I feel your hungry eyes on me, watching my movements and enjoying the fruits of your labor. Your curves and my curves melding together, creating an even hotter sensation igniting our hunger for one another. Each lick is a journey, cascading over my whole body, sending waves of pleasure through my body as if I was being engulfed a boiling sea. Your tongue is my master and I will follow its lead until the moon dies.

• Gently suckling my nipples until they are engorged with pleasure
• Hot presses of lips on my body
• Loving swirls up and down my spine
• Teasing rips of teeth giving me electric shocks
• Devouring Explore with the tip of your tongue
• Hot and heavy bites giving me wild sensations

4. Let the Wild Rumpus Start – Unlocking the Seductive Sensations of Licking Lincoln

The Warm Up
Lincoln swiveled his body around in the warm embrace of leather and candlelight. He felt the lips of my hands drift across his body, crawling over his chest and descending down his stomach to his inner thighs. My vision blinded in his beauty – the curves of his body were a mesmerizing mix of sinuous lines and smooth texture. The heat of my palms seemed to electrify his skin – my kisses left a long lingering trail down his neck. The sensual form of Lincoln undulated in anticipation of our forthcoming pleasure.

Lickin’ Into the Night
My tongue seemed to find a relentless drive deep within his core, the sensation stirring the dearest corners of Lincoln’s soul. I imagined a future devoid of inhibition, a future of uninhibited desires – an untamed willingness to explore the unknown. Our tongues explored the mounting complexity of our intimate affair, teasing and tickling every curve enveloped in a euphoric crown of pleasure. Our mouths danced among each other as hot sparks of arousal ran through our veins. Together we tasted a tantalizing treat of tender caresses, a nectar of desire unrecognized to the untrained eye.

Wrapping Up

As we walked away down the street in the dark, I couldn’t help but think of the intense pleasure we had just shared. “Lickin’ Lincoln till the moon died” had been a rollercoaster of passion and desire, a night that would surely be remembered in my memory for a long, long time. As I felt Lincoln’s hand slip into mine, I knew these moments would linger deeply in my heart, no matter how many men I might find and kiss in my journey ahead.