Her skin was white cream. Her breasts were firm with youth, the nipples pressing against the thin dress and pointing slightly upwards. The material hugged her inwards and flared gently at her thighs. He found himself unable to stop imagining what she looked like underneath and how it would feel to have his fingers touch her … probe her. … his tongue became a squirming reptile on her lips below. Her stomach and thigh muscles twitched with pleasure. The reptile thrust into her, his saliva mingling with her wetness. Uncontrollably, … Continue reading →
In the swig of a beer and beyond the promenade, further than the browny beach, grey (white flushed), four foot waves, and below a cold orgasm of clouds, the sunset was witnessed by me without even seeing the sun for i was facing the wrong way. Despite being as directionless as always, i would have still been robbed if iâ€™d turned around â€˜cause i knew that the hotels grew tall behind me.