White heat bursts through my chest, travels down through my stomach and ignitnes between my thighs. I am twisting, burning, melting at the seams. Candle wax past it's thresh hold. I am twisting into you. My mouth wet and hot. I am twisting into you, as you are twisting into me.
Friday, February 20, 2009
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