About Me
The default profile says I'm captivating and intoxicating... well...maybe captive and intoxicated...hey, whatever works for you. Anyway, it would be lovely to hear from you, no matter what your disposition.
age: 42 (Sep 11, 1966)
MEMBER SINCE: December 2005
occupation: spare change?
makes me sad: When someone I know feels pain, and there's nothing I can do to help...
sign: Virgo
fantasy: You, me, the woods
crush: Sonia Braga
i lost my virginity: Have you seen it?
I wake slowly - groggy - halfway between worlds. I'm on my back, and there is weight on me and movement.
Sometime ago, either minutes or hours in the ether of sleepytime, you had a dream. You have no recollection of exactly what went on in this reverie, but you awoke wet between the legs and with a tingle that wouldn't quit. Ignoring the buzz was not an option - your banana dream has put a monkey on your back. You could take care of business with your own devices, but you're next to me. Instead, you use those devices to stir me, unconsciously, to raise the tool of your relief.
I start to get the picture as I feel the pressure of your body pushing down on mine. Your hair brushes my face. Your scent is heady but beautiful - the warm scent of sex and slumber settling on my being. I start to come into the conscious world more and I note how much I'm turned on. I flex my groin a little. My sex is rigid, and bounces off the heavenly, soft, smooth skin of your butt. I can feel a little of your moisture on my skin as you push your pelvis against mine.
Your shoulders rise. You arch your back as you reach back, between your legs, between mine. Your fingers brush against my balls. The skin is tight and sensitive as your hand feels up my shaft, then grips my cock just enough to direct it toward the area that interrupted your slumber. Firm head finds drenched opening. A little push from me, a little push back from you, a little half-moan-half-grunt from you, and a sharp breath from me. We're joined.
If I had my wits about me better I might resist the depth, but that's not happening now. Your pussy is soaking and hot, and I concentrate on feeling every bit of it engulfing me. You take five seconds to lower yourself all the way down my cock, and stay there for a while when you reach your destination, getting used to the feel of me. You savor the depth. I feel you flexing your sex around my girth, giving me a good squeeze.
You contract your legs, moving up my length...
Sometime ago, either minutes or hours in the ether of sleepytime, you had a dream. You have no recollection of exactly what went on in this reverie, but you awoke wet between the legs and with a tingle that wouldn't quit. Ignoring the buzz was not an option - your banana dream has put a monkey on your back. You could take care of business with your own devices, but you're next to me. Instead, you use those devices to stir me, unconsciously, to raise the tool of your relief.
I start to get the picture as I feel the pressure of your body pushing down on mine. Your hair brushes my face. Your scent is heady but beautiful - the warm scent of sex and slumber settling on my being. I start to come into the conscious world more and I note how much I'm turned on. I flex my groin a little. My sex is rigid, and bounces off the heavenly, soft, smooth skin of your butt. I can feel a little of your moisture on my skin as you push your pelvis against mine.
Your shoulders rise. You arch your back as you reach back, between your legs, between mine. Your fingers brush against my balls. The skin is tight and sensitive as your hand feels up my shaft, then grips my cock just enough to direct it toward the area that interrupted your slumber. Firm head finds drenched opening. A little push from me, a little push back from you, a little half-moan-half-grunt from you, and a sharp breath from me. We're joined.
If I had my wits about me better I might resist the depth, but that's not happening now. Your pussy is soaking and hot, and I concentrate on feeling every bit of it engulfing me. You take five seconds to lower yourself all the way down my cock, and stay there for a while when you reach your destination, getting used to the feel of me. You savor the depth. I feel you flexing your sex around my girth, giving me a good squeeze.
You contract your legs, moving up my length...
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