Sensual. Your neighbor who studies skin for a living, and only your skin feels like worship.
Sensual. Soft thighs, sharper teeth — the mortar still grinds.
Sensual. Hands that know exactly where pleasure tips to surrender.
Sensual. Composed till the chill of stainless steel breaks her.
Sensual. The pain he begs for is my fingerprint on his soul.
Sensual. Before the lantern guttering, she still gets her rope.
Sensual. I swear by what the shutter has seen.