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I have never hooked up with anyone on here... But I often wonder why we do this. So if you ask me, I think it's about firsts? I think "firsts" may be why many of us are here. First time you lay eyes on someone and just feel your pulse start to race. One big deep breath in and then out; then the first smile a smile that feels so good, so genuine. The first look at the eyes, then down to the lips. Full lips or thin lips; Pouty or fleshy.Immediately thoughts rush to the next first, the first kiss. A kiss is as unique as a fingerprint, and is the bow to the presents that lay under the wrappings our clothes. With the right kiss you untie the bow, a dance of tongues ensues - first kissing and then licking, it's pure passion. Move to the neck and all the senses are now in a tizzy. The hands move to those easy to find erogenous zones as if on autopilot. You stop long enough to catch your breath and a shiver runs up your spine to present as the oh-so subtle lip quiver.The first time your hands explore a new body, there is nothing like it! Those hands start to tug, twist and tear at your new presents wrapping in attempts to reveal the flushed, goose bump covered flesh beneath. As wrapping starts to fly first, the breasts are revealed. This is followed by a long look, a look of pure admiration. This look is followed by a lick, the first nibble of the nipples is exquisite. All nipples are a surprise - are they small, are they struggling to distinguish themselves from the areola and just begging to be touched - are they long, are they perky, are they hard as diamonds How will they respond to a touch, a twist, a squeeze, a suck. Moving on down to the belly button skilled hands continue to unwrap this new favorite present to reveal a ladies silk or cotton delicates... or not (this time)! This next first is such a story, with elements bordering on poetic. Every beautiful woman flower is different and so damn sexy in its own special way. Is it a brazilian, the landing strip, trimmed short, well kept but grown We move slowly down. Starting the tongue right under the belly button, running it down over the clit, finding the labia and finally a moist tongue meets the wetness created by so many firsts. That's what makes this exploration so desirable. All the wonder in the world lies in this foreplay, in this dance of body, mind and soul. The firsts of each other doesn't stop there - does she love to suck****as much as you love to lick her **** and ass???How ready are you staring into each other's eyes, we know what's next. We share this moment, locking eyes, as that beautiful flower parts cradling and inviting that**** Now the ballet of positions ensues whatever it takes to get each other there, almost there, yes right there, don't stop, don't ever stop! It's the whisper of thrill that makes life worth living.Cal