My fingers just grazing the outline of your pussy. I stand and start to dress leaving you to recover on the sofa you look so beautiful a red glow in y...ur face your breasts still exposed to my gaze and your dress hitched up and your pussy exposed. I go to the kitchen thinking of you with your taste still lingering on my lips.After about 15mins you join me. So you want to go outside then? She whispers in my ear as she strolls into the kitchen.Yes i think you would enjoy a little time outside. His hands were in her hair, pale, strong hands running through the soft and yielding blackness of her curls, and his touch spoke understanding in ways words never could. He knew. * The next day the storm was gone suddenly and completely, like the dark vengeance of an old god’s fury, spent and restive until it gathered itself once more. As soon as the pair found the storm had waned they hastily broke camp, gathered their supplies, and set out onto the path once more to cover as much ground as. . Doing this let my head rest inside the clevage of her firm breasts..I could smell hersmelled very nice.Her hands placed mine in proper position while the swells of those breasts tickled each ear..Playing the chord correctly earned me a kiss on the cheek ,and she was off to change. I sat playing that stupid chord over till I knew I could find it with my eyes closed. What really bothered me was her intoxicating smelland the effect it had on me.The short but sweet kiss, the softness of her. Our love strange, a bondage affair,Breath Play fun, miss death by a hair.In fetish heaven, his soul will soar.Truly alone I,his Faith No More.On this night, I have a dream,He and Ifuck, we make cream.From his cock, from my crotch,In our latex, we stare we watch.Cock drools, pussy foams, we puddle the floor,He says, ?Marry me pleaseFaith No More.?Dream ends, I awake! I can’t fuckingstand it!I curse, I cuss, I scream aloud ?Oh Goddamn it!?To rid myself of my guiltI asks what would it take?I bound.