I savour like ambrosia, the nectar of the gods, these sweet eternal seconds of lingering on the cusp, of delicious anticipation and simmering arousal – both longing for and yet postponing that sure and certain moment of surrender, the conceding of oneself that is actually the consuming of the other, the coming together in every sense of that phrase, body and soul. Take me! Porn sex AHH, FUCK ME – YES, FUCKMEEEE!! my darling, my angel, thank you … There are also two more true stories about Claire and myself, called ‘What I Did On My Holidays’ and ‘What Turns Me On’. Read 37056 times |
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to find them, follow the author link at the top of this story. I am consumed with that passive but pulsating desire that can only be felt by a woman with a lover who she wants with intensity and trusts without reservation. – my mouth is watering as I drink her in with my eyes, and I’m wet between another pair of lips as well.
