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She tells me...

She sits across me and tells me about her sweet summer nights.
He picked me up, she says
Then pushed me up the wall,
Oh how I begged for more…
His hands ran up my thighs
Removing the little,
That covered a place so sacred,
He never before saw me naked,
But we were young
And both filled with the hunger
For the other
I never did this before,
But I knew I wanted more.
His sweaty chest
Against my tender breast
He looked at them 
Then said,
Dear Lord you are God sent.
He laid me on the floor
It was so hard
But I wanted more of what was to follow.
I lay there quietly
To scared I’d say something silly
His lips brushed against mine
Kissing me gently
Then more firmly,
I laid there in a summers dress
And nothing more
He ran his hands up my thighs
Then said mmmmm… you are ready
He smiled
And
Said…

Come I show you who’s your daddy!!!

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  • sense surreal gold member
    November 18, 2008

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    hmmm another sensual one; a delight!!!

    what's amazing about your sensual writes...it's how you stimulate the reader's mind, the playful little details...the intimate conversations...

    ahhhh!!!

    and that last last hahaha
    reminds me of some guy too lol