stormy-shenanigans: “Would you like, I said, to eat lunch with me. When what I meant was, I wa
stormy-shenanigans: “Would you like, I said, to eat lunch with me. When what I meant was, I want you. I want to lie with my cheek pressing against your thigh, my lips brushing against you, murmuring softly, sensuously breath circulates your scent, penetrating you with poetry, tasting you, now spent, on my teasing tongue. Climb inside your skin, move above you, sobbing sigh lids flutter gasp and kiss faces pressed foreheads met cheeks joined with sweat. But what I said was, “Where would you like to eat.” - unknown -- source link