Not before I take an ice cold cherry ripe drumstick and smear it all over your rock hard chest puppies. Tweaking your nipples as my tounge follows the fast melting ice cream trails down to your sweet slice of pie. Licking and licking as you squirm with delight. I come up for air after 15 minutes or so rising slowly sucking lumps of chocolate from your olive skin. You wrap your legs around my thighs and sink once again onto my hot throbbing shaft so I can carry you into the bathroom and prop you on the towel rack.
October 10, 2003 at 05:00
in reply to: cat lol#10416
I’ve thought about this long and hard. I gotta agree with Cat (damn it. lol) I can’t define one moment alone, rather an accumulation of some truely awesome sights, sounds and experiences. Sometimes the smallest of things have the biggest impact.
errrmm.. I raise one leg until you nearly split, deeper and deeper, steam swirls from our bodies in the tropical heat. the fridge is in reach. With one leg extended you open the door, your moist lips broaden into the same cheeky smile I fell in love with all those years ago……
Hearing you panting from your mouth fulls of steaming hot cock heavier, and heavier, I plan a little spot on the server. You stand lean forward and blow at the candles with a soft gasp, my god your ripe mellons heaving in the candlelight make me thrust harder and harder groaning louder with the increasing intensity.
Not sraight away.. I’ll tease you to a flood first.
Fighting the animal in me while I wash up the dishes.
Imagining each bubble is glisining on your velvet skin.
Pure desire is raging in every vein.
Wrinkiling one corner of my mouth up in a sheepish grin.
Purposely not looking directly at you – knowing you notice me.
Exposing my inner wrists as I collect the dinner plates.
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