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May 2014
69
The numbers were said a smile hit their
face, munching of organs *******, licking
and biting. A grin on both faces as a thought
of pleasure of mutual excitement was about
to take place.

A shoe flies off, a sock lands in the fish bowl,
I don't think the fish will mind at the moment,
I don't care. Where shall we do it on the sitting
room floor, to ******* my back and last time
I got to excited and smashed my head off the floor.

The bed it is there now gagging for the pleasure
to start, its too light shall we do it under the blanket,
too hot unless you want sweat dripping off my
*****, to land in you eyes or up your nose,
remember that happened before.

So to light the fires kisses start, the fondling of
different ****** parts,  passionate kisses touching
private parts the fun is about to start. Side ways
or you on top I'll go on top I nearly got black
eyes last time from your up and down *****.
So she licks and he caresses her lips with his lips
and tongue.

She uses the tip of her tongue, then takes it all in
one mouthful, he arches ''OH MY GOD'' he  screams
do that again I want more. As he teases her lips,
opening them up caress with the tip of his tongue,
then sticks his tongue in her love tunnel. He loves
the taste he could drink her juices never full always
wanting more.

Its getting heated she goes faster slower, he finds
her spot nudging it with his tongue ******* on it
she pushes his face in screaming''THATS THE SPOT''
he licks even faster the signs are right as she explodes
over his mouth 'OH MY GOD'' OH MY GOD'' a multiple
she never had one before.

Now she relaxes, '' OH NO YOU DON'T its my turn,
so She speeds up the pace, faster harder than before
using the edge of her teeth a little he likes the pain
then the pleasure more. ''I'M GETTING CLOSE''
I'm going to explode as the ****** comes swallowing
all of his juices lapping it up with her tongue.

But out of the blue, as he relaxed a guff of wind
blows her hair, as she shots up, did you just let
rip as you did before. No he says sheepishly, this
is why we don't do this you get too relaxed, and last
time it was in my eyes and before that a silent but
deadly  squeezed up my nose. This is the last time
I will say those numbers 69. It was good  but you
aren't having them any more.
Poetic T
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