Amber Romance You were asleep when I drank the bottle of wine. You awoke when I lit the Amber Romance candle. I got under the covers and you rolled me on my back, caressing me with your hands and mouth. What a great sensation. I could explode with just your touch. But I’ll wait; the real treat is yet to come. You moved down to my breast and teased my nipples with your tongue, while testing the waters at home base with your fingers. You nibbled down my stomach and my heart began to pound harder. I can’t wait for my treat. As the room feels with the scent of Amber Romance, I feel my legs begin to shake, as you massage my inner thighs and valley of love with your tongue. I feel faint as I tighten my legs around your neck. Just when I can’t take anymore, you penetrate me with the joy of love. It’s hard like a rock and strong like Hercules. And with each stroke you go deeper. I want to cry uncle but I can’t speak. You hold my hands above my head and pull my legs close together. And like the rolling seas we burst into a large explosion. It’s like Heaven, Nirvana, Paradise. We fall asleep with the joy of love still inside of me. The Amber Romance candle has long way to burn.