My breasts are swaying with the sensations of our play. The sound they make as they slap together is both erotic and sensual. You watch me closely and...just before I’m about to explode you pull my hands high above my head and thrust your cock into me deep and hard. There is no time to be gentle now. We both have no choice but to run for the edge. My finger nails dig into your buttocks encouraging you to thrust more deeply. In a second you roll onto your back and without losing our rhythm I. I took as much as I could feeling it bumping the back ofmy throat over and over again as I twisted my around swirling my tonguealong the vein on the underside.After a few moments he said, "Oh god baby I'm gonna cum."I giggled to myself, as I continued to suck on his hard cock like agreedy bottle calf, until it erupted in my mouth. I swallowed over andover again, not wanting to lose a drop, but lost as it slipped out of mymouth to spray my face and hair. Giggling I quickly recaptured it in. This was the first category that had come to mind for Dan when he had thought about the pursuit of happiness. The discussion on this point was almost disappointing. Then he realized that his leisure time was actually a small fraction of his daily life. The one point that was stressed was that a person should make sure to schedule sufficient leisure time in their life.There was one fact that couldn’t be denied, after reading the article. Happiness encompassed very different things for different. Our father still preserves his voice, and when he sees a star, he often sings-- to that original guitar.--.--.The pot in which our parents took the honey in their boat, but all the money has been spent, beside the £5 note.The owls who come and bring us news are often --because we take no interest in politix of the day.Edward Lear, 1812-1888 — Unfinished Sequel to "Owl and the Pussycat"Published Posthumously, 1938From "The Faber Book of Nonsense Verse" — Edited by Geoffrey GrigsonFirst published.