Like the Moon

Her skin was immaculate and pale like the moon. So beautiful, so smooth, so perfect, like an art, a statue of marble. She was his art to marvel, to enjoy and she id exactly that... marveled. He loves that lovely face, the sparkling, bright eyes, those pink nipples on the sweet globes, the beautiful moist slit on her mound... he adored her and she adored him in return.