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This morning was a perfect example.. how could I not love her when she does things like this?
She sat across from me, looking disheveled and sexy with her hair messed up, wearing only a large baggy sweatshirt. We were passing a joint between us, savoring the sweet smell, blowing out smoke wearily. We weren't quite awake yet. I laid down, my feet pressing up against the wall, reached behind me to pass it to her when she laid down next to me, her feet against the opposite wall. If I turned my head I knew I would be at the perfect height to kiss her. She took the joint from me and took a slow, sexy hit, turned to me to give me a shotgun. She ran her tongue along my mouth as she did this. I put the joint out now, my buzz intensified by the wetness of her tongue, and knowing my mother would be home soon. She stubbed out her cigarette in the ashtray and handed it to me, and I got up and bent over to put it on the table behind me, when I felt her get up, and suddenly felt her hands caressing my ass. Neither of us we wearing anything other than the hoodies. She kissed my thighs, squeezed them, ran her fingers up them and then laid on her back underneath me, pulling me down to rest on her face. I came so hard, and she drank every bit of it, looking so sexy as she licked each finger that had been inside me, I couldn't help but kiss her. After a few minutes of us lying naked, my hands and mouth all over her breasts and belly, she took my face in her hands and kissed me hard. I got up and wrapped my arms around her, skin pressed against skin, going to sit down on her lap and her fingers were in me again. I moaned into her ear and rubbed myself against her, when she wriggled free of my grip and announced she was leaving. She got dressed, came over and licked my lips once more, and then she was gone.
She always leaves me wanting more. I always want to fuck her more, love her more, kiss her more, hold her more. I always want more of her taste, her smell, her touch, her body, the look in her eyes. More, more, more. |
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Posted by burning_example on 2008-03-16 12:24:47 | Rating: | Views: 93
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