Passion, Joy, Desire... Let it Overflow

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I'm not sure Cowslinger has "junk." Smile~

*lines from Iron Giant play in my head~(dont try and figure it out, - i've sure given up trying to figure it out. just go with it. you might laugh, even)

"We have two things in this salvage yard; ART, and Junk. What you currently have, IN YOUR MOUTH, - is Art."

*smirk~

Pffft... He knows Id never truly disrespect his ... Parts....

I can't even complete a complete thought...

Can you do that again?? :D :devil:
 
Pffft... He knows Id never truly disrespect his ... Parts....

I can't even complete a complete thought...

Can you do that again?? :D :devil:

*quiet, hoarse wicked giggle~

*sneaks up behind her, silently widens the stance of my legs~ simultaneously, in smooth motion, - presses myself against her back, left hand enters her hair and pulls back, while my right hand come over and around her right shoulder/arm to claw slowly, and firmly up her abdomen~
*turns my hand as it slides up her form, flat of my palm slipping under her left breast, palm and fingers cupping and massaging it in erotic taunt~
*feels the weight of her as she leans back into me more~ "Mmmm" soft moan in her ear~ *Shifts my weight slightly, so the seat of her succulent ass finds a home it can press against~*I shift my upper torso,my breasts pressed against her back~
*my index finger and thumb seige her nipple- rolling it with soft tugs, twists and firmer pinches ~ *brushes my mouth over her ear, *i tug her head more to the left by tightening the grip in her hair and pulling~ *teeth, tongue and lips, place little biting kisses along her jaw, -almost to her chin~
* a tongue flick at the corner of her mouth, sealed with a soft kiss at the corners edge~
"say the first thing that pops into your head."

 
Operator, number, please: it's been so many years
Will she remember my old voice while I fight the tears?
Hello, hello there, is this Martha? this is old Tom Frost,
And I am calling long distance, don't worry 'bout the cost.
'Cause it's been forty years or more, now Martha please recall,
Meet me out for coffee, where we'll talk about it all.

And those were the days of roses, poetry and prose
And Martha all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows, we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.

And I feel so much older now, and you're much older too,
How's your husband? and how's the kids? you know that I got married too?
Luck that you found someone to make you feel secure,
'Cause we were all so young and foolish, now we are mature.

And those were the days …..

breaking hearts... Tom Waits
 
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