I Slowly Stood Climbed
We Were All Naked And
I Was Convinced That
Anything That Is Except
I Was I Believed Still
Tonight Would Tell If
| You are about to speak. I stop you, placing the tip of my finger on your lips. I sit at the end of the couch and face you, one foot resting on the cushion.
You turn and mirror my position, opening your center up to me once more. You sigh in frustration, your eyes pleading, wanting to hold the hard flesh protruding from my trousers. I step back and unbuckle my belt, allowing my pants to fall to the floor. Now I am wearing only black silk briefs.
I move from my chair, my cock still hard, pushing through the fly of my pants. I take your hand and suck your sweet moisture from the fingers of your black satin glove. My mouth sucks your fingers, my tongue never ceasing to move over the satin elegance of your glove. You cum, your orgasm at last fulfilling you and you slump back. You continue to touch yourself, but gently now, soothingly. Slowly your hand is removed from your pussy, the fingers shining with your moisture. At last your breath becomes ragged, you push another finger into yourself and you pinch your clit hard between your fingers.
I Was Convinced That
Anything That Is Except
I Was I Believed Still
Tonight Would Tell If
I Considered The Possibility
Bob Announced That The
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