Languages: english
Location: in hell
Interested In: Men
Age: 23
Body Type: my room is my rules. you will never tell me what I should do
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The only light comes from a spot near the bar that casts a soft glow in the place. I stop in my tracks to toss a ball in the back of the car. She comes forward to hug me and give me a deep, passionate kiss. Her gentle hands roam over my body. They cup my nipples, squeeze them a bit, roll them around. And then they cup my thighs, spreading them a bit. I close my eyes and let a shiver run through me. They turn to curling into my shoulders. I stop, turning to one side. She steps closer. Her dark eyes stare at me. I exchange quick, insecure kisses. I wasn't prepared for it, but my woman crush is strong. Deep down, I want to rush her, to lap up her now.
But I can't. I have to think. So I figure out how I got here, what my high school crush was. I figure it's a few more years, maybe a change, playing in the same class, maybe a couple of volunteers, perhaps a couple of dates. The girl in the photograph is my teacher. The girl that all of my friends and I are walking towards each day. The girl that fell in love with me on the bus. The girl that the other girls say makes them hot instantly. I figure a midnight snack would have tempered the intense previous nights fury, would have loosened my muscles and let me fall asleep with you. It makes you happy, but… wait. There's the door. I wasn't expecting anyone, I was…?" A hard, masculine hand, almost manacled, rumbles into my ear. "Silence!" The voice cracks for a moment. "The party is… noisy!.
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She works up to her sexy belly.
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