Skinny neighbor teen agrees for sex after she gets drunk

The single thought of you, gives me this sudden urge to be with you and to enjoy the sweetness of your soft skin of bathing you with my tongue , that delicious route of kissing you, starting with the back of your neck, only to stop at the precise moment when you hold my head, keeping me from reaching your knees. the kind of caresses that would go unnoticed if they were done in the middle of the street, in broad day light, but gain a different meaning and dimension when they are done by the candle light or in the semi-darkness of the bedroom.
I want to smell all the pours of your skin, as if you were a garden in bloom and my lips had taken the shape of a hummingbird. I want to sense the smell of nature, like the and the energy you can sense in the woods after summer rain.