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I tugged the hem of my pleated skirt below my knees and looked anxiously at the door. I walk toward you, arms and hands ready To hold and caress you once more.

On tiptoes, you snuggle into me. I inhale your familiar light fragrance, Golden hair pressed against my cheek. A sigh, breath so sweet I lift you off your feet carry you to the bed as if we were newly wed Away from all the daily strife of being mother and wife you huddle into my arms offering me your charms.

With no pressure to rush having time to make a fuss I fondle and explore Do you, like me, sometimes ponder why things happen to be? Do you ever pause to consider what really is the cause?

Do you ever wonder or marvel at what really is amazingly clever: In this mystery play with its cast of millions how come my needle was plucked out of the hay? I ask, what did I do Bernie, as was his custom at times like these, had clapped his pudgy hands What would you like most to do?

I considered her question but for only a few seconds. Over the previous thirty-plus years, memories of Gaynor had frequently popped into my mind. Something or somewhere - a smell, a sight, a song - triggered recollections. This time, Gaynor was stretched out on the four-seater leather couch, her back resting against a cushion and her bare feet in my lap. I was in my all-black golf attire and Gaynor was wrapped in a white cotton bathrobe, her legs bare from below the knees.

She held a mug of steaming coffee in both hands, gently blowing Then I clicked on it and the familiar "Facebook" panel came up.

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Lips live interactive phone sex

Backstage, you stride into the crowded room High on adulation superstar adrenaline junkie. At the stage door girls jiggle in line Meanwhile, you snort one. Bourbon lubricates a raw throat. Touring can be rough. Added 13 Mar Category Erotic Poems Votes 41 Avg Score 5 Views 39 Comments The Train Ride Rattling and rolling, billowing steam and smoke, the train shuddered, wheels screeching, and I braced myself in a corner of the carriage as it came to a noisy, jolting halt.

I tugged the hem of my pleated skirt below my knees and looked anxiously at the door. I walk toward you, arms and hands ready To hold and caress you once more. On tiptoes, you snuggle into me. I inhale your familiar light fragrance, Golden hair pressed against my cheek.

A sigh, breath so sweet I lift you off your feet carry you to the bed as if we were newly wed Away from all the daily strife of being mother and wife you huddle into my arms offering me your charms.

With no pressure to rush having time to make a fuss I fondle and explore Do you, like me, sometimes ponder why things happen to be? Do you ever pause to consider what really is the cause? Do you ever wonder or marvel at what really is amazingly clever: In this mystery play with its cast of millions how come my needle was plucked out of the hay?

I ask, what did I do Bernie, as was his custom at times like these, had clapped his pudgy hands What would you like most to do? I considered her question but for only a few seconds. Over the previous thirty-plus years, memories of Gaynor had frequently popped into my mind. Something or somewhere - a smell, a sight, a song - triggered recollections.

This time, Gaynor was stretched out on the four-seater leather couch, her back resting against a cushion and her bare feet in my lap. I was in my all-black golf attire and Gaynor was wrapped in a white cotton bathrobe, her legs bare from below the knees. She held a mug of steaming coffee in both hands, gently blowing Then I clicked on it and the familiar "Facebook" panel came up.

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