She smiled and whispered over her steaming cup of coffee,
"It's tempting but I'm afraid sex with me might just kill you old man."
"Oh my dear girl, I don't think I would like you to kill me but....you could hurt me some."
I survived.
She smiled and whispered over her steaming cup of coffee,
"It's tempting but I'm afraid sex with me might just kill you old man."
"Oh my dear girl, I don't think I would like you to kill me but....you could hurt me some."
I survived.
MIDNIGHT VISITOR.
She pours herself
into my dreams
like molasses on
a buttermilk
biscuit,
sweetly soaking
every corner of
my sleep, delighting the
taste buds of my
mind.
There's a hole
in my soul,
the rain blows in
dark,cold and wet,
running down the walls,
collecting on the floor.
I wander aimlessly
wading, splashing with
a tea cup in
my hand
bailing as fast as
I can.
First a bad case of summer time flu then a few days at the beach to recuperate. I'll be catching up today.
The grill is hot and the beer is cold. Good Independence Day everyone.
I guess I should have known that heaven is on the internet.
She is white hot
blinding the night
obliterating the stars
devouring the moon
Her intensity
singes my soul
melts my will.
I am helpless,
a quivering puddle
of goo.
Dripping panties
hang from the
door,
Dresser top contents
litter the
floor...
Cheap scented candles
perfume the
air.
Ruby lips drool
onto sweat slick
skin....
Crimson trails
trace where
painted fingernails have
been.
A lusty mouth
sucks on
hard
hot skin....
slap ass
cock
cunt
deep throated
moans
and primal
screams.....
wasted bodies
float on a
cum
filled sea.
Sometimes.....
it's just
sex.
Thunder Storms
Darks Nights
Candle Light
And You.