Her new vista view was perfect for writing, dreaming and making love. Only problem was the rain that persisted outside the big French windows. It dampened her spirits more than the ground below, as her mind jumped to the proposition that it would continue forever and ever. And that served to paralyze her so that no writing, dreaming or making love was happening.
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copyright Carolan Gladden
Posted by: Carolan | September 26, 2011
A perfect view
Posted in Ecstasy, Life | Tags: dreaming, forever, French windows, happening, making love, mind jumped, only problem, paralyze, persisted, rain, spirits, vista view, writing
Two mortal bodies pressed,
with sweat sets the scene for the sex.
No need to request for the check.
I’m checking,
your neck on my quest of eternal bliss.
Kissing your neck,
as I whisper…
“The food was good, but all I wanted you for dinner was you”
This midnight dinner,
turned to love making on the table shaking,
as our souls are mating.
Our plates placed on other tables,
with your eyes gaping in amazement.
your legs wrapped,
around my waist,
with my neck shroud by your arms,
and my dick sits nine & a half inches.
In the split of this wet pit that’s warm.
Spilled was the glass of water,
table cloth lies on floor,
as I try out the new appetizer.
Open your legs wider,
don’t ask what for.
Prepare to go higher,
to the planet spasm.
So fasten your seat belt madam on the flight of Thrashing.
Sit back and relax.
Echoed smacks,
from my gas pedal that I’m mashing,
down to the floor.
Full speed on the restaraunt table.
Your thighs reform,
it’s original shape,
as they lay flat on my chest.
Now you may ask for the check because..
there lies juices on the guest dress.
By: Darnell on October 31, 2011
at 12:08 am