Mountain Love  

rm_kustysangle 53F
220 posts
6/29/2006 6:25 pm

Last Read:
7/2/2006 8:19 pm

Mountain Love


She bent and kissed him tenderly,then got up and went to the truck herself and brought out the picnic basket sitting it beside him and opening it up. Sitting together the two enjoyed the meal inside.
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The lovers ate and talked,laughed and just enjoyed the moment as a whole. They used the wedge as a recliner,he lay against it as she lean up against him. Gentle caresses,with finger tips,lazy and sensual over the other. Soon lunch was finished and it was time for a third course of this love making feast they had started at their home. They dressed and packed up all that they had brought, once again she was not allowed to help overly. It was her day,her day to be loved as though it were her last. The thought frightened him as on the morrow he would leave,overseas to a hostel land,barren and strange. He would be gone a long time and would not leave not knowing her body every inch and she his. Glad her apatite was as insatiable as his and he smiled.

She reclined against him on the short drive and enjoyed a hand on her still bare breasts. He walked her inside and lay her on their bed encouraging her to relax as he went out to put things away. He hoped she would nap a little so as the rest of the day and into the night would be as enjoyable as he had plan. Finishing up he went back into the bedroom ha lay next to her and napped holding her in his arms. When they awoke it was only a few hours later,fresh and ready to go.
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Aaahh... there is there more...?

Sure there is would I keep you hanging?

The story is only half done...

Though it was a long day and way too hot here in LA... as some of us call it.

For now ... I let your imagination flow...

MarcoPolo197676 41M
541 posts
6/29/2006 8:53 pm

I am awe struck, does this passion spilith over. Where is this elusive door, so that I may find this architect.Really.


rm_kustysangle 53F
88 posts
7/2/2006 7:10 am

She is the reality of the mind.
She is the reality within every woman.
She is the one men dream of.
She is the one that can not be held as she flies
Who is she? Does her passion flow over?
Yes the passion flows and she is everywhere and nowhere.
The man that would hold her heart would too hold and unbridled the passion within.


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