Fantasy prowled the room. Lust and thoughts whirled along the ceiling fan. Noise of cars on nearby Avenue dared not stifle groans and looks of desire. On the left, the bathroom still breathed the warm water vapor that we enjoy together. Soaped his back, washed his hair, shaved her legs and kissed for a long time those drops below boiling Unless we want to ...
His hands approached my mouth to his chest and attacked me with his nipples. I drank of his desire. My hands caress her newly shaved looked hollow, but she stopped me, I know, to exasperate my cravings. Shut the key that gave way to water and thus, at the thought of the closeness of delivery, my erection throbbed after the pursuit of its counterpart. I tasted her breasts, rubbed her wet hair and drops running down his body brought with me from the path of your skin. And reached the curtain rolled towels. We looked. Wordlessly decided not to use them and get us wet the bed. Upon leaving the tub, I looked to see his face in the mirror and the fog did not let me. I turned away my eyes and focused her buttocks in classic sporting walking with my craving for caress. We arrived at the bed dressed Horizonte mint green. We embraced air, wind and storm.
Initially, we were using a rented room so lacked the usual rush. Would (finally), together during this and two nights. The feeling that when dawn and opened my eyes I find to be most momentous of my life gave me the impetus to possess several times. Just when it was catapulted into pleasures and gave me permission to leave me to mine, I said an emphatic no. Want and need - I mentioned - I continue to feel pleasure. She smiled and her eyes shining with pleasure loose convinced me that I made the right way to lust. Its multiple orgasmic response was preceded by real screams of delight and tears of happiness. The shower water was left in our bodies mixed with sweat and drank shared tears in classical poetry sentry. Savor his sobs and his pleasures. We were exhausted, but we filled with love. His eye was identical to mine: pure pleasure. She fell asleep bound by that subtle feeling that remains after sharing the soul.
was a long time and I was still awake. Insomnia was inevitable. I had heard so many times that he slept naked. Now standing next to me dreaming, maybe me or who knows what. She kept her beautiful smile that characterized his lips. Obviously I do not relegate it to feed my eyes with her nakedness and nurtured my desire to want to wake her by surprise. That when you open your eyes I were testing of pistil. But it looked so beautiful there, naked and protected by me. At that moment the idea. Attacked me for long. He fought with me that fear of getting caught doing something wrong, but overcame the curiosity of the forbidden and I departed silent. I looked inside the suitcase, I found in my clothes and the noise made by the optical lens when the camera was not enough for me to discover. I removed the flash was not only risky but would not be necessary, there was enough light. Focus and shoot. I was up all night. Each time he moved he created a new pose for me and I was not satisfied, I wanted more ...
She opened her eyes several times and I swear that every time I watched these two eyes lit up my life. I started to do the same. I closed my eyes to have that feeling when you open them to find my way. Since then every time we were together I took it out of habit. Those three nights there was no recurrence. At first I felt a bit guilty of having taken photos without their consent, but luckily I refused to remove what I consider one of my treasures. That secret is mine alone and nobody can take away: to fantasize about the woman he loved, inventándomela still by my side, just after the shared desire. The pictures are so real that when you put the CD where the guard and see exclusive model for me on the computer monitor; distinguish your skin and while I can rarely see them repeatedly while avoiding wallow in my hands at all solitary pleasures.
Then, expand your face and mine to monitor approached repeating that closing your eyes and open them slowly to enjoy it more. It makes me look much needed, feel, listen and please. Now, she does not coexist with me in minutes of gold, with pride and suspicion keep the perfect lover in digital form of three point two mega pixels. Now that she walked away from my life I'm glad I recorded on an artificial memory that can never remove from my conscious and subconscious as it is indelible. Definitely never erase from memory those three nights and early mornings, no, never forget your beautiful nakedness ...
His hands approached my mouth to his chest and attacked me with his nipples. I drank of his desire. My hands caress her newly shaved looked hollow, but she stopped me, I know, to exasperate my cravings. Shut the key that gave way to water and thus, at the thought of the closeness of delivery, my erection throbbed after the pursuit of its counterpart. I tasted her breasts, rubbed her wet hair and drops running down his body brought with me from the path of your skin. And reached the curtain rolled towels. We looked. Wordlessly decided not to use them and get us wet the bed. Upon leaving the tub, I looked to see his face in the mirror and the fog did not let me. I turned away my eyes and focused her buttocks in classic sporting walking with my craving for caress. We arrived at the bed dressed Horizonte mint green. We embraced air, wind and storm.
Initially, we were using a rented room so lacked the usual rush. Would (finally), together during this and two nights. The feeling that when dawn and opened my eyes I find to be most momentous of my life gave me the impetus to possess several times. Just when it was catapulted into pleasures and gave me permission to leave me to mine, I said an emphatic no. Want and need - I mentioned - I continue to feel pleasure. She smiled and her eyes shining with pleasure loose convinced me that I made the right way to lust. Its multiple orgasmic response was preceded by real screams of delight and tears of happiness. The shower water was left in our bodies mixed with sweat and drank shared tears in classical poetry sentry. Savor his sobs and his pleasures. We were exhausted, but we filled with love. His eye was identical to mine: pure pleasure. She fell asleep bound by that subtle feeling that remains after sharing the soul.
was a long time and I was still awake. Insomnia was inevitable. I had heard so many times that he slept naked. Now standing next to me dreaming, maybe me or who knows what. She kept her beautiful smile that characterized his lips. Obviously I do not relegate it to feed my eyes with her nakedness and nurtured my desire to want to wake her by surprise. That when you open your eyes I were testing of pistil. But it looked so beautiful there, naked and protected by me. At that moment the idea. Attacked me for long. He fought with me that fear of getting caught doing something wrong, but overcame the curiosity of the forbidden and I departed silent. I looked inside the suitcase, I found in my clothes and the noise made by the optical lens when the camera was not enough for me to discover. I removed the flash was not only risky but would not be necessary, there was enough light. Focus and shoot. I was up all night. Each time he moved he created a new pose for me and I was not satisfied, I wanted more ...
She opened her eyes several times and I swear that every time I watched these two eyes lit up my life. I started to do the same. I closed my eyes to have that feeling when you open them to find my way. Since then every time we were together I took it out of habit. Those three nights there was no recurrence. At first I felt a bit guilty of having taken photos without their consent, but luckily I refused to remove what I consider one of my treasures. That secret is mine alone and nobody can take away: to fantasize about the woman he loved, inventándomela still by my side, just after the shared desire. The pictures are so real that when you put the CD where the guard and see exclusive model for me on the computer monitor; distinguish your skin and while I can rarely see them repeatedly while avoiding wallow in my hands at all solitary pleasures.
Then, expand your face and mine to monitor approached repeating that closing your eyes and open them slowly to enjoy it more. It makes me look much needed, feel, listen and please. Now, she does not coexist with me in minutes of gold, with pride and suspicion keep the perfect lover in digital form of three point two mega pixels. Now that she walked away from my life I'm glad I recorded on an artificial memory that can never remove from my conscious and subconscious as it is indelible. Definitely never erase from memory those three nights and early mornings, no, never forget your beautiful nakedness ...
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