Your emerald eyes met mine, and I was lost  

Greathands54 63M
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3/30/2006 7:12 pm

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4/1/2006 1:04 pm

Your emerald eyes met mine, and I was lost


The memories of breathless abandon and intense desire came back in a rush... as though we'd never been apart...we always did fit together like velvet and glove, my pussycat and I...

An easy familiarity hiding just behind that first rush of neglected hunger and need. Fingers entwined in sun-gold tresses, now longer by several glorious inches, hands searching for familiar hills and valleys...

Still the same narrow strand of milky smooth skin, muscular and fit in her dancer's way, rising to meet her Master's touch... her needs as strong, desires worn on her sleeve, out in the open, as always.

The flash of bright red dress in my rear viewmirror was the first hint of something new... less rock and roll, more classic... a new cream jacket falling from your square shoulders, framing your lovely bosom pushing out to greet me... lovely red lips pursed slightly...

I saw you nibble them just a bit at first, anxious to see my reaction to your new look...

But it was the eyes that drew me in..., that and hearing the word "master" fall from your lips, in that way you have that drives straight to my heart, and libido...

Your eyes were flashing green with mischief last night, proud of your work...seeking approval from the one who completes you, a signal that your Master was still within reach...Eyes limpid pools that always seduced me...

aaaahhhhhhhhh pussycat...

I've dreamed of you often... words have poured from my fingers celebrating our visceral need for each other... vibrant, electric, blinding us to everything around us....days of intense pleasure risked and lived.

We made love tenderly at first, and then we fucked like two lost souls who never dared to think they'd be together again...

Sad to think it was over after that night. Two souls each going in their own direction, never to cross paths again.

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