Tongue…Secretly. To breathe on your neck, whisper in your ear,…let me taste you…let me touch you…Here. My Secret Garden, you make me weak…thinking about…watching you peak. Make Love, Passionate, slow, riding you…no Eye won’t let go. Let me taste the Honey from your vine…yes, Not only Gods Hummm, You are my Secret Garden, my Secret High…Yes, Eye fantasize about you on my Secret nights. To Kiss your lips, lick just the tips…Let you suck my…Goddesses seep vines sweet wine. Eye will take my finger gently open you slow, lick, kiss your tip…listen to you moan. my Passion is real…my Love is Deep…be My Secret Garden…our Secret Love for keeps.

– From Sonya