raininjuarez: raininjuarez:The hem spoke first.The hem of her skirt. The hem of her short, flirty, f
raininjuarez: raininjuarez:The hem spoke first.The hem of her skirt. The hem of her short, flirty, feminine skirt It spoke to me. A literary device? No. It spoke to me. I’d blame the drugs, if there had been any drugs, but there were no drugs to blame. Just a whisper in my ear Lift me. it’s dark under here, but there is skin to touch. Warm and smooth and waiting to feel your grip And so as she sat on my lap, my hand traveled up her thigh, under the hem — pulled the hem along as my hand rounded the perfect arc of her bottom “They’ll see” she said. "That’s fine" I said. And then the bright white cotton of her tank had its say. Bite me. Bite me hard. You can see them already, standing proud. Stiff, imploring … they need to be bitten. And so as my hand slipped deeper along the bow of her bottom and traced the lace edge of her thong, my mouth dropped to her breast and snapped. Gaped-mouth snarls. Raking and feasting. “They’ll see” she said. "That’s fine" I said. And then her panties spoke up. You know, they said, we’re really not needed. We don’t have to be here. We belong in your pocket “They’ll see” she said. "That’s fine" I said. And so I slipped her panties down and off and into my pocket they went. And unimpeded, my fingers did glide inside. She folded inward and her breath rushed out. “They’ll hear me” she moaned. "That’s fine" I said. [Please do not remove the text from this post. Thank you] Interesting to see this re-circulating, with caption intact! -- source link