Tuesday, January 10, 2006
pleasure and pain
I still carry the wounds from our last encounter.....fingernails digging deep into my hand as I held her down...and took her..... my blood running down my hand...mixing with our sweat ...and other things. As I sit in class...I look at the half moon scars on the web of my hand...and am reminded of the look in those beautiful green eyes as she looses control. I love her so.
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Our last encounter was truck sex! lol. big smiles. But I remember that day fondly also.
well..I didn't want to put "truck sex" on you blog. Give me some credit. lol
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