One saturday.  

becomingmonica 47T
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2/15/2006 9:33 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

One saturday.


Flowting gently with the waters flow.The sun is out and full on the waters canvis.Laying on the deck of the boat top undone as to not make tan lines on my darken taned body,my breast pushing against the suffice and my full ass curved up ever so,a piece of art the man thinks to himself as the stirings and wantings start with untold power.He must have her and now.He climbs to the place where his desire awaits and slowly touches his love on the leg and as the electic curent of his touch eases she moans and a smile sneeks to the corner of her flawless full lips.She reaches and sedducfully releases his manhood from the side of his shorts and angelic like kisses the head.Again she wispers not as a question but of need.She needs me more than I her.He rolls her over revealing breast so soft so perfect he all most comes becouse she is complete.How they have grown to breath the same air to grind and rock together.She parts her legs inviting him on top fo her I love you she gasps as she guilds him in her moist wanting womanhood that is always his to take.The two soon soaked with loves lust sex sweat moving as one him to give her all she wants begs and dreams of,and her arching rock moving to allow him deeper.Hours they continue as always untill in the silliuite of the falling sun her riding him she pears into his eyes nonstop untill she feels him swell and she moans and they come together.Thank you my love you have forfilled my life,I was born a man and in your hands on my flesh and your flesh inside me I have become a real woman.

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