My mind is determined, his fingers are exploring. His force is accepted, my body always embraces. My mind doesn't process, his body doesn't stop, his expression makes me weak as hours pass on the clock. His grip grows stronger, my scream breaks glass. His pound increases, my arch i craft. My body releases his tongue Devourers it fast, my body he takes, on his chest i relax.
Posted on April 26, 2009 at 12:33pm —
Intertwined tighter than the thread that makes up the blanket we lay on. Our bodies take form as one, no eye could tell where his body began or where mine ended. Love, Romance, Sincerity.... none of the above....i mean those would be nice, because i really like him, but they dont fit in to this story.....this was nothing more than a hot fuck!!! You know the kind that makes you think your in love... I could feel his eyes piercing through me as i covered my face to hide the intensity. He remove…
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Posted on April 26, 2009 at 12:29pm —