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Saturday, November 17, 2007

Imagine

I can only imagine you buried full length deep inside of me. I can only imagine the warm pressure of the rest you slapping against me. I can only imagine the slippery wetness of you buried full length deep again. I can only imagine the smell of our sex filling the room. I can only imagine your thrust after thrust after thrust. I can only imagine the tip of your wetness on the hotness of my pierced clit. I can only imagine the sliding of you from my clit back into my wetness. I can only imagine the commands and demands you whisper in my ear. I can only imagine the dirty words that follow. I can only imagine catching my breath as you hit my perfect spot. I can only imagine you moaning you love me and as we "dance" to our finish. I can only imagine the pulse pulse pause pulse pulse pause p u l s e as you empty your hotness into my overly eager body. I can only imagine you calling out my name in every language you know and some you don't. I. can. only. imagine.

Tonight I am letting my imagination run WILD.

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