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You hold me close to you, as your piercing blue eyes bore into mine, trying to figure out what's hiding behind my smile, but being stopped short by a feiry kiss from my raspberry flavored lips. Then you kiss me back, our tongues dancing along each other as everything begins to fade away just like before, as the familiar warmth of you comes to me. As your tongue begins to slowly trace my body a shiver of excitement runs through me. I begin anticipating your every move, dying to be able to figure out where you're going to go next, but i can't. Then your tongue finds my neck and slowly grazes the tender skin there and you send yet another shiver down my spine. I want you more than ever now. I pounce on you, and judging by the smile that flashed across your oh so sweet lips you are enjoying this. I kiss you again and lick your sugary lips, and pause long enough to remove your shirt. I run my tongue down your body this time and a small moan escapes your lips as my tongue gets to the line of your boxers and gently runs across the skin underneath them. I begin to undo your jeans but you stop me and pull off my shirt and fumble a little with my bra but a second later it's gone and you can see my breasts, you kiss each one and then you undo my jeans tking them off slowly, teasingly, remove them as your hands run along my legs, then you finally let me undo your pants and take them off of you, I can tell you're enjoying this judging from your... willing-ness for me to remove your boxers, I smile at your "Excitement" and you pull me to you and kiss me forcefully as I melt into you and let you take me higher than people have before, Then all of a sudden I hear,"What the FUCK are you doing?!?!" and I'm shocked to see my mother at the door staring at us and our... lack of clothes, why didnt I hear the door open? Were we THAT loud? "Get your clothes on and come out here now!" We do as she commenda and we go into the living room with our heads hung practically seeing the nooses waiting for us on the couch, then we sit down with a feeling of dread as my mother says,"Please don't be so loud next time, it was bothering with my shows. so dont do that again or it wont let you do that in my house anymore, ok?"



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On Monday March 7th, 2005, An Expired Member (23) writes:
lol wow that would be great if my mom let me do that lol well it funny and good


On Wednesday November 10th, 2004, Valentine (509) writes:
*laughs* . . beautifully sensual until mothers interference. Fantastic write. ~ Rose.



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