I open your unlocked door to a barley lit house. I here you whisper this way from the bedroom. I walk down the hallway following the trail of discarded clothing. As i enter turn the corner and enter the bedroom you are standing there naked and I almost run right into you.
I run my hands down the curves of your smooth body, my fingers growing moist from perspiration. My excitement builds as I think of your lips on mine, tasting your sweet nectar.....
I pulled on my long-sleeved rubber glove and plunged my arm into the waiting bucket, making sure to get a thick and viscous coating on it Trembling with anticipation, I approached the awaiting canvas, spread beneath me. It began with one finger, slowly circling the mark before pressing my digit to it. I etched out quick series of strokes before adding another finger. Then, I started in with another finger, soon adding another as I worked furiously away. Right as my medium buckled with no place to go, I quickly splaying my fingers as wide as they could go before I began to firmly press my...
bloodyGIR
Vancouver, WA
August 2012
JAN 27, 2013 07:51 PM