I had not realised,

When we were seated on the Sofa as it vibrated,

It is her vagina,

And that is while we attended to each other in the bedroom.

The sensation is wonderful when you look into her eyes, and that history begins to recognise you both have something special together. Like a little "giggle" together, it is meant to be. 

We were only just looking at each other, when the menu board was reading out to me what I should order for lunch. This gorgeous smelling hair was behind me, as though it was the hands reaching into my pants rubbing my cock as though our history would protect each other from those vascular men that wander around like beasts 'trapping every woman in sight, just to build a scientific economical system'.

"Hi, I can smell your penis and it feels me in a way I have never felt a man before. Normally my friend and I go home and watch old movies, but I cannot think better than share a lunch with you. Can I sit with you, honey?"

I could not say a word, as though my penis had not vacating thought. Then "meow", and I waited for my order to arrive and I ate as though her vagina was everything in the world that only mattered.

"Did you know, when a tongue enters my vagina a leak so much I wonder why a man's diet does not change away from a meat burger?" And, at that time it is like the meat burger turned into a Vagina teaching me how to lover her better so she treats me as though I am her penis.

A Lover,

Where the Entry,

Is slow, 

And is Perfected

Everytime a Penis is held by a Vagina.

Then as we were finishing Off, her 'meow' more slient than every before let her cat eyes enter my eyes to teach me her architecture.

"meow."

Then her friend from the old movie scene, arrived, "Hi 'simple life', I have the perfect movie and you will love it? Who is the gentleman with you.."