Monday, February 8, 2010

Upstairs

The backboard squeaks as our bodies rub together. Its hot in the room and the heat is causing the windows to become misty. I pull your hair just enough to make you want more. I nibble on your juicy thigh while you beg me to go higher. I look at you like baby you not gonna make me no liar. I said never will but before i could get my words out you pull me closer to your mouth. You kiss me and I kiss back. I lift you up and put you up against the wall. I lick you from your navel to your chin. I see a grin, its dark in the room so nobody can peak in from across the street. I give you all of me and just as you about to peak I slow down then I pick back up until you beg for me to stop, I cant now the fire alarm bells are already knocking. You let go finally after a few hours of torment. Then I finally spread your legs open and you hope I let you finish the story....................
Julian

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