remember the good times .....
Wednesday 7 July. Wednesday if not I'm with you. Semifinal 0 to 0 on the scoreboard, we are in the second half and is already running the game. Boring. Definitely boring. We left the TV without the volume and go to the kitchen to prepare some dinner. We commented that we feel like today and start preparing the drink. Without a word
me cornered between the kitchen with your arms. Seem to want to play and exchange for my freedom I offer my kisses that slowly turn you on more. I hold on tight to you and raise me up. Lead me to the table, let me fall in flames for you.
I take the little that I wear, you do the same. Your touch I do not ask permission. We kissed on the neck. My skin crawls when I go back to kissing on the lips. Your tongue tastes me, I researched and find something to tweak your hands while removing the only thing I wear now.
I open your heart and you jump into it. My breathing was choppy when you slip between the walls. You make me shudder.
I lean hard on the table but it looks like I'm flying. I bite my bottom lip while you do to my delight. I close my eyes and let me do. Black. Your wish
accelerate, my desire to fly in the kitchen and my throat scream your name over and over again. Cry. Snapper. I do not know where I am. I do not know what I do. I get crazy at times. Outside
heard screams of celebration as we are in our own party. Everything goes too fast, I can not help in this agony and give myself to you. Outburst seen yet. I open my eyes. White. No longer flight now float. I lost track of time. We need to catch my breath ...
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