I need that again...
The wetness of his tongue on the tippy tip of my nipples
The sharpness of his teeth biting into my breast in between flicks
The roughness of his fingers grabbing my thighs, squeezing me open...
I remember it all.
Every detail pornographically stamped into my memory
Every feeling spinning on the reel of my mind
Open air
Cool breeze on my face
Tits exposed
Ass pressed up against the hood of the 4 wheel drive
His hardness hardly hidden
Anticipation building
His thickness strained against the boundaries of his corduroys
Pushing against the frustrating pain in my belly
The sound of the zipper finally zip zipping
His gift arriving
And I knew he would be good...
I remember it all.
Completely naked against his cotton shirt
My every garment artistically thrown near the front wheel
Challenging Van Gogh
Hot sex against cold painted metal
He thrusted
I pierced open
The trees watched
The stars were jealous
I reveled in the thickness of his blackness
Him probing
Searching
Beating my fatness...
I remember it all.
Standing in line at the bank...
Frozen in thought...
Enthralled by pornographic memories.
