So, umm, 3

Tell me if I’m the only one, but I sometimes get really wet thinking about some Aphrodite-esque sex goddess sweeping in from the heavens and completely taking advantage of me. She’d look irresistibly sexy, with slim arched brows and smooth features, and she’d completely seduce me to the point of spine-shattering climax, starting slow by kissing me softly and playfully, and tugging at my clothes, and looking up at me coyly, and tracing her tongue slowly around my nipples, and slipping her fingers into my panties to tease me. I’d let out little moans of reluctance and pleasure, and she’d slip out of her robe gracefully while I step out of my clothes, and we’d run our hands all over each others bodies like some surreal godsend, and I’d touch my tongue to her flawless nipples and gently kiss down to her sweet pussy, heavenly and juicy with sex-goddess nectar, and she’d hump my face effortlessly, increasing in speed and pressure until I nearly come from the idea of her sexy body on my earthly lips.

I fantasize about us sharing long, Roman-inspired baths with candles and rose petals, and slowly massaging each others sensitive areas with slippery gels and warming lotions, and then strutting to the bed to lap at each others pussies and snuggle under the covers, rubbing our smooth shaved selves against each other.