[F4M] Beard Love.

I could sit here for hours telling you all the things that I love about you. But I think something that doesn't get a lot of mention, a lot of love, is your beard. No I'm serious.

I love the way it feels when you lean in to kiss me and it brushes my cheek. It tickles. And it makes me smile against your lips.
I love the way it feels when you kiss down my body. It adds so much to the experience. Your lips make me burn and your beard keeps that fire going inside of me.
I love the way it feels when you are between my legs. Your face buried and my juices coating you. You come up and your beard is glistening.
I love the way I feel when we are laying together afterwards. My hand creeps up your chest and plays in the soft wiry hair as I drift off to sleep.
I love the way I feel the next day when I squeeze my thighs together and I can feel exactly where you were last night.

Don't you dare shave it off. Because I love your beard. And I love you.