Naked, the cold air meets my nipples. The transition awakens my body. I love the texture when they are hard, erect, and attentive. You and I know they are the express elevator to my sex explosion. Nipples. Touch them and all desire moves south. Taste them and heat radiates through me. Lick them and moans erupt from me. Suck them and my body rises to meet you. Nip them and soul sex ensues. Twist them and wrench me into orgasm. Clip them or bind them. Make me mad. It’s a movement meditation; a film that replays in my head. With...