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A LONG DRIVE...........
A LONG DRIVE........... A Long Drive..... A long drive this forever commute and you beside me looking dangerously cute one hand on the wheel one on your soft thigh drawing loops in velvet which move high under edge of short navy skirt to discover you are a prepared and considerate lover no underwear challenges fingertip brush I see you realise I now know and you blush "just before you picked me up today I put them in my bag out of the way" your words cease as agile fingertips slip to edge of your molten core and lightly dip drawing up a ready flow of golden dew those lust juices springing forth from deep in you remove my hand momentarily and such scent seems your musk is forever heaven-sent and we are driving faster as I slide hand again across delcious curve of thigh and belly's plain exploring diligently till your little boat address gently and lightly so you do not stress but at each touch you rise from your seat caught dancing to my caressing beat sliding close as you can you run your hand up my thigh and meet my aroused gland gritting teeth I hold steering wheel tighter as your stroking drives my passion higher should I pull over and stop and advantage take or our advantage in this commute is what we make so deeper into your heated core my fingers reach and your decorum and coolness my actions breach you let a gasp and release a word or two profane and I make you rock as I improve my deft aim teasing those weeping lips with touches soft and deeper in on your g-spot enscribe a cross there are beads of sweat on your forehead as your eyes close to where you have been lead licentious sensual and alive in moment erotic these sensation deep and churning your new narcotic to this loving we do to one another addicted this drive is now as your imagination predicted another moment when we turn the mundane into lovers sensually erotic pleasure game nowI am trying to drive with one hand only as your distracting orgasmic cries rise are not phony sweet mask of ecstasy etched upon your face in an elevated state of orgasm spasming grace fingers of one of your hands digging into my thigh as a long keening undulating sound released cry shuddering beside me free and unleashed as you regather breath you are so pleased for if I have had my fun in this delivered joy now I must focus on driving as your ideas deploy upon my body's sensitive and aroused parts and so the sweet edging pleasure torture starts...... Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction |
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does anyone ever get home the same, after one of these long, long, long....drives....??? .....xoxo chicaboomboom....
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does anyone ever get home the same, after one of these long, long, long....drives....??? Thoughts in sensual pleasure to erotic writing writ. Feel free to travel - click - to my blog: An exploration introduction
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