On to many times to count, my lover has pushed me passed euphoria and into something I’ve questioned if I was still in reality. He always makes sure I got mine. He does all the things I silently beg for. Changing things up from slow love making to some serious fucking and everything amazing in between. He hears my moans and response by making them screams. His touch is euphoric. I am addicted to his love. I ask too much of him. I am so tired yet I always want more.