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Quiet Afternoon
Came up behind me,
Kissed my neck,
Bit, nibbled my ear,
Ran fingers through my hair,
Inside my shirt,
Over my chest,
Pinched my nipples,
Slowly descending,
Tickled my navel,
Inside my pants,
Surrounded my cock,
Stroked it,
Hard,
Whispered in my ear.
Brief glance exchanged,
Soft questioning -yes?
Raised eyebrow,
Wink,
Softly answered -yes.
Afternoon of,
Quiet,
Peaceful,
Passion.
Kissed my neck,
Bit, nibbled my ear,
Ran fingers through my hair,
Inside my shirt,
Over my chest,
Pinched my nipples,
Slowly descending,
Tickled my navel,
Inside my pants,
Surrounded my cock,
Stroked it,
Hard,
Whispered in my ear.
Brief glance exchanged,
Soft questioning -yes?
Raised eyebrow,
Wink,
Softly answered -yes.
Afternoon of,
Quiet,
Peaceful,
Passion.
Published 13th Jun 2014
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- Edited 18th Jun 2018 7:37pm
13th Jun 2014 3:44pm
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13th Jun 2014 7:35pm
Actually, any afternoon spent this way would be grand afternoon.
Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment.
Jay
Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment.
Jay
15th Jun 2014 5:15am
we must all exercise our concealed domains by opening up into each others domains and s Sunday afternoons are best doors open remain as we both within each other can contain the lasting cummming remains till the cows come home and moms find out ung kids playing in the garden of eden from where she brought us also her time for a look out still remains as she stares down dads remains
