My mind keeps forgettinghow to breathe rightFor while others air goIn and outout and inIn a simple function of normalityMine falters a lot of the time...urns my voice into wheezing gaspsThe dead could speak better than IMy lungs squish into a tiny boxIn the center of my chestCausing a volcanic eruption of painIt is a very similar feeling to my heartWhich thumps and clamorsAt a speed unknown to humanityThe pace of a jackrabbit heartwhose cotton little tail's on fireUntil it simply feels like. M. Now So Maybe Should Could Take A Nap. Sara Didn't Know How To Spend Her Time. Maybe She Could Urge Her Mother To Leave Early! Sara Went Into The Kitchen And Saw Her Mom Cooking Stew.Sara: "Mom. Why Are You Going Out?"Susan: "To Go Shoping At The Galleria."Sara: "Why Don't You Go And Enjoy Yourself? I'll Finish Dinner."Susan: "Why Do You Want Me Gone?"Sara: "Well Since Tommy Came Over I Was Wondering If You Minded Me Letting April Come Over."Susan: "I Guess That's Fine But She. I hate that we can’t find time to be together.” Her hand lingered on my shoulder and, as she spoke, I noticed that her forward lean had opened a view under her shirt revealing the gorgeous bottom of a tit. My eyes were darting from her face to her shirt. I took my right arm and reached it around her waist, feeling her soft, exposed skin. She sidled forward a bit so she was right alongside me.Slowly rubbing her back I said, “Shae, I wish we had more time to be together. We need to use the time. I for sure wanted him to cum inside of me and I wanted to watch his face while he did. I asked him if we could switch positions again and he obliged. He pulled his cock out of me and I rolled over onto my back. He positioned himself between my legs, and lubed us up again. As he slides his cock back inside of me, he leans over and kisses me. I really liked making out as he was sliding back into me. He started picking his pace up again before really starting to fuck me in this position. It felt.