The Haunting  

FiestyRedhead08 46F
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8/1/2006 8:30 pm

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8/4/2006 9:45 pm

The Haunting


I have tried so hard to erase you from my mind but you haunt my dreams relentlessly slipping inside my mind when my defenses are down. It's been so long since I've seen your eyes burn with desire as your lips seek mine in the darkness that I can no longer truly remember what you look like and you look different now anyway from the photos I have seen. Your voice I have not forgotten and your laughter echos in my mind tormenting me with cruel agony.

Remember those lush cannabis soaked nights when you set my skin on fire and I burned like a phoenix rising from the ashes of our bed? Oh how I miss the feel of your too-big member inside me as I tried to ride you as gracefully as I could given how much bigger you are than I! I ache for you and my eyes turn to the past hungry and ferral as the passion fills me with a violent demand for your expert attentions drawing out my orgasms like a string of pearls for you to admire. You used to tell me you loved the way I came and always tried to make me cum more than I could. I came all the time with you but it was never enough for you no matter how often or how hard.

I could hardly catch my breath from screaming and cumming on top of you as you hooked your tattooed fingers around my pelvis and thrust yourself inside with that inhuman stamina of yours that you always loved to tease me with. My tantric lover who taught me there's more to life than meets the eye. Your forked tongue offered no pretty lies for me that the other girls heard and instead you came inside me with a fury no one else could engender in you.

You never caressed me nor told me I was beautiful and rarely said you loved me but I wanted you enough to draw lightening from the ground whenever you entered the room. One look from those pale green eyes could cleave my heart in two as easily as split my legs for your thick erection. Your callous disregard for the heat of my desire made me want you all the more.

The one time you covered my face in kisses and told me you missed me made me forgive the rich abundance of your disregard, my playboy manipulator, destroyer of all my hope. What now shall become of us, now that you have savaged my belief in you, and yet will not let me go?

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