movie theater
By kay a
hot and bothered in the darkness my skirt hiked up and your warm hands on my thighs making me want to scream yoour zipper is down wanting to penetrate my insides wanting to tear it apart with sweet pleasures of the heart we try not to make noise but it is difficult in these seats they squeak we laugh which makes us want each other more your tongue hungrily searches my throat for love and you squeeze me tight with satisfaction i scratch your back and with one thrust you enter me with force while the movie plays for the fifth time... Written December 5th, 2001 © on Dec 05 2001 02:07 PM PST 18 • 0 • 16
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"hot and bothered ..."