Swinging is an art... not just a mere fucking. It is desires dancing upon my tongue in a poetic symphony as my prose turns a body into a pyre. The taste that will linger upon her tongue as my touch can be felt upon her body and my words that will resonate in her mind. To wrap my hands around her throat the same way as a wrap my words around her mind, and to take her to another level where she want to feel every word articulate against her flesh. Words may be soft but the the way my body claims hers in that moment will never be. It is to touch her and to carve my desires into her flesh, to kiss her and to singe a path to her soul, to lick her and taste every drop of lust. To fuck her until our minds connect on a collision course till our bodies soar. A fist full of hair, all the desires and pleasure as tongues are curling and coaxing, intoxicating as hips thrusting, abandonment and nails digging, throat instinctly swallowing, indulgence when eyes filled with desire meet. It is when lust filled eyes meet mine as my thumb trace her lush lips and the desire to taste me become obvious as I put my thumb in her mouth. It is reading each others thoughts while giving each other mouth to mouth. Bodies coated in sin and lust as we lay flesh to flesh with her pussy dripping and my cock hard as we are bound sex to sex. As a tie enclosed around her wrist and our bodies pressed together in desirous need, when each breath taken is as one as she had been bounded by my words and claimed by my actions. Touched like never before as I had unchained her mind, unhinged her body and fucked her soul. She wants me to to forever crave the the taste of her soul on my tongue. The long dip from my hips that she traces with her finger tips, circling with tip of her velvet tongue against my smooth flesh as she gives a shuddering breath from what she tastes that makes her mouth hum. Words of lust that drips from my talented tongue as each one stroking the flame in her mind. Igniting the fire in her body as we dance on the edge of pleasure. Swinging is not a mere fucking, it is the need to unravel her one fuck at a time. No matter who you are you will find yourself somewhere in my dark desires. Live it, crave it, give it colour and who knows...