*Show me your mind*, breathing on his face she was standing in the intimacy they sought, proper to unleash the bestiality of flesh against flesh, the warmth of two fires licking each and every curves, *show me your mind*, her innocent dress, so light, didn't deceive him as she was holding up her chest to expose, under this thin cloth, the bulge of her nipples proving her excitment,*show me your mind*, the shivers along her delicate legs let him think she was about to faint only to stole him a kiss when he'll put his arms on her bare back to catch her safe, "show me your mind", she doesn't flinch, one thing was to expect her eyes begged for it, "lift a tail and slowly stroke my awaiting thighs and rear", "take it off, all i desire is your tight skin pressed against mine", "i want you", all said with faded shyness, with her lusful mouth, showing only a demanding smile, she was ready to reach for him, still standing without a move in the aura of attraction, suddenly he breaks, "you are pretty, i like girls, but you're not listening to me", "nothing can happen i'm simply not real enough in my mind", he guided her back to the door, shut it forever with this unforgetable lock.
(small try, something different, something of a rejected wish, of an uncontrolled choice)
(it's difficult to write without knowledge)
Despite not knowing, you have a beautiful recollection of this imaginable event.
RépondreSupprimerI see this as an erotic angel in your room, ready to throw herself on you, and you push her away because to you her mind is empty and the body is only a meaningless canvas when it is.
What you think of it is pretty accurate, (not that what i wrote was concealed in any ways), it is and that... pains me, now.
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