Monday, June 14, 2010
Fantasy 2
I'm at your house. I have no idea why. I knock, you protest. My kiss stops you. You protest harder, push me away but I won't take no for an answer. We are up against a wall, my hand on your cock stroking it. You moan because I know just how you like it. Kisses intensify. We land in the disco bathroom. I remove all my clothes and make you look at me. You do. I mount you move my hips back and forth, up and down. 'Fuck you' I say repeatedly. Your hands are on my ass, mouth fastened to mine. Our deep guttural moans are in sync, you begin to thrust b/c....you like it deep. You make love like you're trying to blend with me. My wetness is overcoming your resistance. 'Fuck me' is my new mantra. You lips on my nipples, my hip gyrations, my tongue in your ear....causes nirvana.
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