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where have you made love?
where have you made love? where have you made love? The world is spinning an orbit unstable and you are naked laid out across kitchen table one leg on my shoulder my lips and eager tongue address and fingers delving deep seeking g-spot to caress those folks will ask what places strange have you made love what is your range there was the time out on the dewy grass and all our vigour left green stains on your arse the car park rendevous in the middle of the day all others off at work and we take a break to play how vibrant we both were your lipstick red lips going down upon me until lipstick from cock drips while I am stroking breasts full lightly teasing nipple taut insatiable in our overwhelming lust only half hoping we won't be caught on the street late at night skirt pulled aside some shadows our only cover as deep within I did slide our voices crashed from walls our moans quicker faster deeper now in demanding passionate tones upon a flight up high my hand and nimble fingers hot between your acquiescing thighs biting on my shoulder as you shudder and later as plane to sleep falls demanding I so same again as you masturbate me to a tissue captured spend every room in the house seemed our duty to make it ours to have our sexual rut the aroma lasted for hours sweaty hot sexy stench of us chapped lips and raw burnt knees all the things we happy did for each other always want to please and that time at work late I stayed and you came in frisky and how in office played upon the boss's desk celebrate these ever youthful hormones when you and I together matters not what or where or weather this constant desire and lust forever. Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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1/18/2018 5:42 pm |
I made love in a plane, a boat , Macy’s dressing room , inside a paladin while I was in the military
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1/18/2018 2:58 pm |
you've got me feeling nostalgic. where have we made love ? more places than you can imagine . and then menopause , and now nothing .
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once, I recall, a light rain falling on my back, the moon above so bright, casting silver shadows, and you were silvered, and naked, and such heat I never cared to mention the rain, I kept you dry, as I sheltered you beneath me, and we rocked, your hips to my thrusts rising, in our orgasm shaking moment. where have you, the more unusual places you have made love? Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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