Wednesday, February 07, 2007

Passionate breathing floats, 1844

Amanda's words leave her mouth on fire, "Why do you ignore me?-"

Behind the dressing screen, Joseph’s shirt, unbuttoned.

The minor’s dress peeled to her knees, entwine.

Joseph, just as hot, bites.

“See to it that it stops-", pinching her own nipple-hard.

Joseph, to his knees, hands grasping haunches; relieved, his face, once again buried in his lover's pungent blossom - His finger, deep.

When are you going - to ask Uncle for my hand?-"

“Soon," Joseph murmurs, savoring the redolence.

SUDDENLY,
the door slides.

The couple freeze:

One of Amanda's hands presses Joseph's face into her hot sex - the other, pushes his finger deeper.

by Thomas Carlsen


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4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Now I'm wet. Who is this cat - I want more.

8:09 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

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8:45 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

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2:25 PM  
Blogger NOLASUSAN said...

Hot, sexy, and now I'm wet too. Who is Thomas Carlsen. Send more stuff for us to read!

9:21 PM  

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