Wednesday, December 31, 2008


Moving my feast around the bed, smelling the soft aroma of her sex, watching the flex of her ass, listening to her approach and the spilling over. Another sip of wine? Some brie? A slap, a pinch, a bite?
I wanted to suck on her toes, her clit, her nipples, her lips, her neck, for hours. We didn't have that, but we had enough to bind us forever.

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