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The Boy In My Dream

he presses his lips against mine
he whispers against them 'it'll be fine'
his hands find their way to my butt
cupping it his mouth keeps my own shut
he plunders my mouth, and makes me cry
Out! into his mouth when he pinches my tit
he tells me to take off my shirt and I reply
'take off yours first' then he pushes me back
and pulls his shirt only but halfway up, not off
'na' he laughs and lays himself down onto my bed
still chortling he puts his hands behind his head
my lust for him almost nearly takes total control
a mocking smile on my lips, there was a few holes
in the that boys black shirt,a seducers certain lay
I step over to the bed and my fingers find their way
to the zipper above a huge bulge in his worn in jeans
I meet his eyes as I stroke the zipper innocently
I lick my lips very slowly and grin ever so wickedly,
undoing the zipper, pulling his pants down to his ankles
I kiss his knees so gently, barely touching his skin
my mouth traveling slowly up his strong smooth thighs
his eyes widen when he realizes the situation no obeying has gotten him in
I flick his dick hard and he flinches in pain.
then I grip it sternly and stroke it up and down hard
I look at him 'take your shirt off' he smiles mockingly
he makes me so mad at his disobedience but he throws me onto my back
and then he roughly began HIS own sensual attack
he ripped open my buttoned shirt, sending small missiles flying
I whimpered as his teeth pinched my tit between them
my nails entangle themselves in his dark golden hair
I simpered as he ripped my skirt from my pale legs
he grinned at the sight of my naked, glistening pussy
I cried out as he shoved his huge cock into my so very tight hole
thrusting his cock, stretching my pussy by pushing it in and out
and with each thrust out and in went my breath against his neck
even when he was as far as he could push into my pussy he still was out of it.
with tears laying on at the edge of my eyes, we cummed, we shattered into sweet oblivion,
Again and Again, oh, how our hips danced
finally he collapsed, sated, exhausted, just as I was, beside me
I kissed him all over his face, tiredly, whispering how much I loved him

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Written by BlueBeastGirl (Beasty)
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