Kissing her was an adventure in itself, pressing up, sucking in part of her lower lip, massaging her tongue, I could make this a full time job.We fin...lly broke our kiss to get some air, she was breathing shallowly, her face flushed.“I obviously can't do anything for a couple days, until I stop hurting down there, but after that, I am all yours. I should let you know, I like it rough, whenever I play with myself, I get off harder when I push myself to the limits, man, I wish I could remember. Lying in bed with her, dawn’s pre-light making the curtains glow, I thought back over the past few months as she slept gently in my embrace. Now I know what you’re thinking….sure this guy has fallen in love and thinks his new girlfriend is “all that.” True enough, but I’m old enough to know the difference between a pretty girl and a beautiful woman. Do you know the difference? A pretty girl will turn young men’s heads as she walks by. A pretty woman will also turn. His lips were thick, it was the first thing that she noticed. They looked delicious and perfect. Samantha was a romantic though. She noted the way that he looked at her, or at least the way she thought he looked at her. She noticed how he just said you and your husband, then leaving her to tell him that no, she was not married. In fact, she was too young to be married. Well, at least in her mind. She was twenty and had never fallen in love, but planned most of her life out with many men that.
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