Currant liqueur. Sweet like my dreams. Here comes the night. And the words are spinning on the tongue:
You have a son, I only have a daughter.
You have a day, I only have smoke...
Somewhere out there, on the other side of the city, you sleep. Spring inflamed our blood and brought new juices to the sleeping townspeople. And if you want, I will tell you about tomorrow, about the long week-end that we will spend together.
Just fantasizing on paper?
I return to our meetings again and again. How quickly the desire flared up. I am looking forward to tomorrow and dreaming of how our new meeting will take place.
How hot you are... I turn you on your back and start slowly kissing your lips... then your neck... your breasts are so delicious... I feel like a baby... and here is the tummy, so wonderfully soft... I love him... You can, I'll spread your legs, well, don't be shy... Don't cover it with your hands, I like it, I penetrate you with my tongue... then quickly, quickly start to tickle your shuddering flesh with my tongue.. . So tasty...
And I fly away again and again in my imagination. But it is not at all difficult to make the desired reality. You can get up, take off your robe, get dressed... and go to you... But no, not today, today only dreams and memories.
Is the bed still there? :)
I can feel your hot breath on my chest again. Your shoulders are so familiar. I again want to know your whole body slowly from the temples to the ankles.
I grab you and tightly, like Carlson's grandmother, I squeeze in my arms... When your mouth opens to say "it hurts", I literally bite into you with my lips, although I loosen my grip...
I still don't understand - is the bed still nearby?
... I squeeze in my arms ... stronger ... with my lips, although I loosen my grip ...
Why are you weakening...
A scream of pain - never flew out of my chest ... you dug your lips so sweetly ... and your tongue penetrated inside ... I readily answer, although it hurts a little.
Our tongues intertwine like snakes, and I slowly release you from the blouse, like snake skin, just pull it down, exposing your strong breasts in a lace bra ... I quickly go down and pull out one papilla with my tongue.
Don't forget to wear a lacy bra when I go to your place. Your attention to my clothes, your ability to savor every detail, look at how the nipple sticks out... squeeze my chest hard with your hand... so... more!
I pretend to squeeze your breasts strongly - in fact I squeeze, but gently, and bite your nipple with my lips ... then I kiss the other nipple, they are different, and so similar ... I press your breasts one to the other, and take both nipples in your mouth at the same time... with one hand I penetrate your panties and feel something hot and wet... I find a slit and penetrate it with my finger...
You roll me onto my back... and your cock is next to my lips... I lick it, taking it in my hand... trying to swallow it... crocodile!
I have never experienced such bliss - you do it so gently ... I try not to give it to you SO deeply - I don’t want you to suffocate ... God, how nice ...
How I want to make you moan with desire, gently caressing you and examining your lips. So tomorrow, back to the beginning ...
... I release it from your lips, and spreading your legs, I lick your pubis ... lower, even lower ... I find your hole and lick it, slowly, around the edges ... I bite your flesh, very gently, I pull with my tongue ... do not rush...
And I'm moving.. my chest is touching you... and I'm moving to the beat of your lips... it's getting stronger and stronger... I can't stand it... I'm screaming... please... take me . I really want to feel it inside... to squeeze it with my muscles... and my lips continue to caress and caress... I took my breath away...
I grab a banana from the table, the largest one I barely reached, it’s good that the bed is nearby ... slowly and very gently I insert it into your hole, which is leaking, so wet and continue to caress you with my lips and tongue ...
How hot you are ... I carefully turn you on me so that your face is opposite mine, and I bite into you with my lips ... you cuddle, lying on me, and your heart beats like a small hot hammer ... You wrap your legs around me, and I take advantage of this to enter you ... it's so easy, it's like you were created for me ...
My hands are frantically looking for your breasts... I move quickly, so you, freezing when I feel that you are getting hurt, and speeding up when you speed up...
Don't bite, it hurts!
Breath stops... and the pictures change one after another. Let's do it all over again, because I forgot where we left off.
... Your movement... I feel it burning and ready to explode... I'm with you.. well... I'm with you, can you feel me? I feel that you will scream now, and I don’t want to clamp your mouth - scream, dear, your scream will drown out my moan ...
I lift you in my arms, gently, by the shoulders, I don’t push, but I lift ... then I fold your legs - you sit on me ... my hands caress you all ... you moan ...
I help you with my hand, I know you are no longer shy of me, you are on fire, and I explode in you when you can no longer ...
Every meeting with you opens you first.
Class! I still continue to move... and I feel pulsing-trembling movements inside me... but this is already calming...
How interesting is the structure of a person ... achieving so beautifully desired ... he can get enough ... and, having calmed down, he desires again ...
Yes, I feel that desire is gradually returning to you, and again I begin to slowly rock you on myself ... You slightly move away, giving me the opportunity to caress your breasts and move in time with me ... I feel how your desire grows. .. thank you... I kiss your neck... your hands keep caressing my back...
I filled the pen... with currant liqueur, you see - I haven't drunk it all yet, but you won't get it! Are you sleeping...
And it’s also stupid, you know, we need to throw a rational proposal to the one who invented us. Why does a person have only two hands, for example, I’m tapping on the clave now, but how can I reach for a glass ... but I don’t know how to use one hand ...
I want to smoke ... there are no cigarettes and no strength to get up, get dressed and go for them. It's already past midnight, let my fantasies continue in my sleep!