eeeeeeeeeeee
How? How?
Someone asked me to be his gf....
How to be sure I can accept?
This is call scare of commitment. He sounds serious...
How to know he is the right guy?
Apoooo...
Agaiiii.....
Adede..........
Monday, March 25, 2013
Sunday, March 24, 2013
Thursday, March 21, 2013
Garden
The girl in her mini skirt, struggling to be comfortable on his lap.
With his hand around her waist, sitting on a bench in the garden.
Occasionally her hand drifted to her fair and smooth thighs.
Shifting of her butt around his crotch is too much for him.
He is lucky because his jeans is thick, or else it would be too obvious.
What is too obvious? Go figure out yourself.
What is wrong with this girl sitting on my lap?
But I am not complaining. It is always a pleasure, hiek hiek hiek.
Is she wearing any underwear?
slowly his hand drifted to her butt.....
With his hand around her waist, sitting on a bench in the garden.
Occasionally her hand drifted to her fair and smooth thighs.
Shifting of her butt around his crotch is too much for him.
He is lucky because his jeans is thick, or else it would be too obvious.
What is too obvious? Go figure out yourself.
What is wrong with this girl sitting on my lap?
But I am not complaining. It is always a pleasure, hiek hiek hiek.
Is she wearing any underwear?
slowly his hand drifted to her butt.....
Wednesday, March 20, 2013
It is a night with the wind
It is night, moon is full tonight.
As the man in the moon is waiting for his bride to come to visit him, a lady is standing by a open window waiting for her lover to remember her.
Yes to remember, as her lover is just a lover. She might possess his body but not his heart. His heart is with himself and himself only.
She standing there with a lonely heart, with only wind as her comforter. Breeze of wind seeping through her satin night dress, slowly caressing her neck, tickling her a bit. She smiles, a sweet smile indeed. Her hair is a mess as if someone combing her hair to the back of her head. She smiles again, a comforted smile indeed.
Rain is coming soon. She can feel it in the air. the air is shivering cold. Her satin night dress is too thin to keep her warm, too transparent to keep her modest. As the cold wind caressing her body, her body responded to the caress. Her transparent satin nightdress touches her breast so intimately. Erection of her nipples against the nightdress caused her body to react.
Slowly she open up her leg, exposing her private to the cool air. Rushes of wind passing through her inner tight, penetrating into her pores and intimate pore. The gush of wind is getting stronger and stronger as her body become more responsive to the wind.
It is no longer dry, with dizzling of rain.
It is a night with the wind....
As the man in the moon is waiting for his bride to come to visit him, a lady is standing by a open window waiting for her lover to remember her.
Yes to remember, as her lover is just a lover. She might possess his body but not his heart. His heart is with himself and himself only.
She standing there with a lonely heart, with only wind as her comforter. Breeze of wind seeping through her satin night dress, slowly caressing her neck, tickling her a bit. She smiles, a sweet smile indeed. Her hair is a mess as if someone combing her hair to the back of her head. She smiles again, a comforted smile indeed.
Rain is coming soon. She can feel it in the air. the air is shivering cold. Her satin night dress is too thin to keep her warm, too transparent to keep her modest. As the cold wind caressing her body, her body responded to the caress. Her transparent satin nightdress touches her breast so intimately. Erection of her nipples against the nightdress caused her body to react.
Slowly she open up her leg, exposing her private to the cool air. Rushes of wind passing through her inner tight, penetrating into her pores and intimate pore. The gush of wind is getting stronger and stronger as her body become more responsive to the wind.
It is no longer dry, with dizzling of rain.
It is a night with the wind....
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