I love, worship, and adore you with all my heart and soul. xnx In the twilight, I creep up onto the bed, I carefully move the sheets, silently uncover you. On my knees, my face inches from your nude, perfectly completely shaven mons veneris. Rinsing, scouring again, rinsing, until my hands turn from pink to red and my arms and back pound with pain. For I know, my only real satisfaction comes from your contentment and my only reason for existence, your happiness. I want to give you perfect pleasure. You do not need a bra, though sometimes you wear one just to accentuate the swell of your melons. You put your hand on my head, and rise. I brush, light blue to pick up the cruel blue of your eyes. You are splayed. I worship your feminine sanctum sanctorum, your total power and control over
