Pulling droplets of silver between my toes, beads tickling and itching me in deep places. Sweet Eros help me come long and slow I pray with beads slapping me pitter patter softly then harder. Streaming strands to inner thighs and belly to breasts and face. Licking me and stroking me with such tenderness I sigh sublimely. Sighs become apocalyptic moans transcending throat, enrapturing me. Thank you Sweet Eros.