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He moves rhythmically inside of me,
our lips so close,
not quite kissing,
brushing together with each thrust.
The intensity grows.
He pushes deeper,
knowing the meaning of every moan,
gauging my reactions,
fingers move to my nipples.
Wrapping my thighs tightly around him
it comes, wave after wave
washing over me from deep within.
I collapse with a smile,
ready for his turn.
4/3/2006 5:50 pm
What happened next? How was "his" turn?|
4/3/2006 9:07 pm
I don't really remember - because it was all about me. lol.|