For some where a pulled out a lot of energy and gave her just what she wanted.“Do you feel that bitch… do you feel me slamming into you. You fucki...g tease” I asked.It seemed that all my past frustrations came forward as I fucked Alex as hard as I can, thinking it was my only chance to prove to her that I was in love with her.I fucked her so hard that the bed began to shack and hit the wall. She gripped the sheet in her hands, as her mouth was open and she became inaudible again. Slamming even. Not in a mean wayor anything. I took them off.I know this is a story that I will post on an erotica site. However since I am not a professional writer and this isnt so mucha story as a telling of something that happened, I really dont think I have to go into detail as to what I looked likeuder my pajama bottoms at 7 years old. Needless to say if you don't know why men want us to shave our pussiesmaybe this telling will help you figure it out.He really didnt say much after that. He looked at. Ha! I bet you can’t even remember how to locate treasures later that you’ve magically hidden.’ ‘Oh, but Sir, my Lord Twinkle-Toes, but I do! The same way other everyone else does – by tossing morning dew from a flower into the air and ordering the treasure to become found again, and seeing where a mushroom then sprouts — that’s where the treasure’s under! I’ve hidden many a sack of coins all around the nasty Reeve’s house. I remember how to find them, and I’ll remember your orders this time — I. We saw each other, and then it was a dash through other bodies to embrace each other like a scene from some romantic forties movie, both of us weaving through the increasing pandamonium, the shrill laughter. And all the while musicians still playing their enchanted reels, drum, fiddle and accordion to which so much naked flesh danced.We kissed like the lovers I knew we would soon become — for that magical evening, at least, though our love affair was stormy in months that followed.So many.