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In The Heat Of The Night
PACIFIC HEIGHTS, CALIFORNIA
Orlando drew the strings together to his cotton pajama bottoms and tied them. He lifted a bottle of aftershave from off the dresser, tilted it over, and accumulated some droplets in his palm. He replaced the bottle upright, rubbed his palms together, and smacked the aftershave to both cheeks. He looked at himself in the mirror. He bent his arms and admired his muscles.
“Forget it; she’s probably already had some other man’s dick between her thighs today.”
Orlando walked out the bedroom.
The aroma floating throughout his penthouse had his feet leading him to the kitchen.
Orlando took a deep breath and pushed the bar-style door open. He walked into the kitchen.
Lay’Luna ’s head was bent.
The lacy red camisole top and matching thong she had on, stole his breath.
He closed his eyes, and then reopened them. Please give him strength.
Lay’Luna placed the salad tongs on the cooking island and looked up.
“I thou...”
Her eyes darted to Orlando’s hirsute chest wall, his biceps, and triceps. A fine patch of hair straggled down his abdomen.
The thought turned her on knowing where those hairs led too.
“Aah I thought…”
Lay’Luna ’s eyes slipped down to the protuberance of Orlando’s manhood against the material of his pajama bottoms. Her eyes slowly roamed back up to his chest wall.
“You might be hungry.”
Orlando looked down at the fissure between Lay’Luna ’s thighs.
“I…I am.”
“Good, because I have a very selective menu for your palate tonight.”
“As long as whatever you have, keeps me coming for more.”
Oh, you will cum all right.
Orlando established himself beside Lay’Luna at the cooking island.
“Could you please check the garlic bread?”
“Sure.”
Orlando walked to the double embedded wall ovens, pulled one door handle down, and peeked inside the top oven. He reached for a potholder from off the kitchen counter and slid the baking pan out; he placed it on the Formica surfaced cooking island and set the potholder down. He pivoted to push the oven door close.
Orlando looked down at Lay’Luna ’s derrière, common sense advised him to remain rooted; the memory of him fucking her inched his presence closer. He looked over her shoulder.
“Dinner is almost done. We have my famous spaghetti, extra spicy on the sauce, with grated mozzarella cheese, a garden salad, and garlic bread.”
“And for dessert.”
“Well since you’ve overruled any chance of me seducing you tonight, due to my profession, as you so blatantly confessed. Remember, ‘it’s a force of nature you have to reckon with, therefore, nothing.”
Orlando ran his finger along Lay’Luna ’s shoulder blade. He inched closer.
“Every meal comes with dessert.”
He moved her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck; he inched closer, resting his manhood against her derrière.
Orlando kissed Lay’Luna ’s shoulder blade.
“That’s going to cost you Mr. Machiavelli.”
“Then I might as well go for impoverish.”
Orlando turned Lay’Luna around and lifted her.
Lay’Luna ’s derrière met the Formica surface.
Orlando placed both balled fists on each side of Lay’Luna ’s thighs. He looked up into her eyes.
“I continue to stand by my convictions. Nonetheless, I cannot pass up the chance to…”
Lay’Luna palmed Orlando’s face, bent hers down, and compressed her lips over his.
Orlando scooted Lay’Luna to the edge of the cooking island. His abdomen kissed her stomach. He kissed her lips, her chin, he nuzzled her earlobe. He feasted off her skin; he lapped his tongue over her neck, and down her cleavage.
Orlando unsnapped the closure of Lay’Luna ’s camisole, and slowly divided it. He cupped one of her breasts in his hand and kissed over the nipple.
Lay’Luna planted both palms on the cooking island and leaned her head back.
Orlando grabbed Lay’Luna around the waist with one arm and pulled her closer. He coveted a nipple between his lips.
“Oh…,” Lay’Luna moaned.
Orlando slid the top of her camisole down her arms.
Lay’Luna lifted both arms and took it off. She leaned her face down and nipped at the side of Orlando’s neck. She kissed his chest hairs, and nourished on the side of his neck, turning it a deep crimson red.
Orlando palmed the sides of Lay’Luna ’s face and rested his forehead against hers.
“I hunger to feel my dick deep inside of you.” He kissed her forehead. “I ache to feel your hands all over me,” Orlando faintly whispered. He found Lay’Luna ’s eyes. “I….”
“Shh, make love to me; make me feel like I’m the only woman in the world for you.”
Orlando scooted Lay’Luna forward and lifted her off the cooking island.
Lay’Luna wrapped her legs around Orlando back.
“You feel like a feather in my arms.”
“A man with arms of steel, I would never have imagined.”
Lay’Luna smiled, and then winked at Tristano.
Orlando ambulated to his bedroom. He laid Lay’Luna in the middle of the bed. He knelt on his knees and quickly thumbed her thong; he pulled it down her thighs. He bent his head and kissed the hill of her pelvis.
Orlando stood and untied the drawstrings to his pajama bottoms; he pushed them down his legs and stepped out of them.
Orlando bent downward and pulled Lay’Luna ’s thong down her legs and took them off; he let it drop to the carpet. He got on the bed, opened her legs, and grabbed his dick. He plugged it inside of her.
“Oh fuck, you make me so weak for you all the time.”
Lay’Luna wrapped her arms around Orlando neck and zealously kissed his lips. She sucked on his tongue as his member infiltrated her wet pussy.
“Oh…oh baby…I need…need this.”
“You like this dick inside of you, tell me.”
“Ye…yes.”
Lay’Luna ’s body movements sped out of control. Her pussy lifted to acknowledge every battering driving force of his dick.
“Tris…”
Orlando laid on top of Lay’Luna; he cupped her buttocks and drilled his solid erection inside of her.
“Take…take...”
“Oh…baby.”
Lay’Luna held Orlando tighter and climaxed.
“Don’t… stop…harder…oh baby harder.”
Her pussy choked his dick.
Orlando threw his head back. His ejaculation roared out.
“Ahhhhhhhh shit shit shit.”
Lay’Luna licked the side of Orlando’s neck.
“Orlando...”
Orlando dipped his face downward.
Both shared a tongue bonding session.
Orlando humped his dick inside Lay’Luna ’s pussy over and over again.
The intense pulsating of his manhood withered to a soft throb.
He licked over her face and inched back.
Orlando took a deep breath and exhaled.
“You sure know the art of draining a man.”
“Mm… what a nice characteristic to have.”
“Make sure you reserve that physical treat on me alone.”
“I’m not sure you are worth all the extra attention.”
Orlando kissed Lay’Luna ’s earlobe.
“Then I guess you will have to convince me, I’m not.”
Orlando flipped Lay’Luna over. He positioned her body on top of his.
Lay’Luna looked down into Orlando’s eyes.
“Oh, you’re crafty I see.”
“Any means necessary to prove a point.”
“Somehow, your point may prove me wrong. Not to blow your horn, but you are a very handsome man.” She traced over his thick eyebrows. “I like the sternness in your eyes whenever you are debating your opinion.” She outlined his lips, his angular jaw line.
“And your muscular physique serving my animalistic purposes in bold and living color; it places a smile on this woman’s face, all the time.”
Orlando held the root of his semi-flaccid dick and pushed it gently into Lay’Luna ’s wet vaginal walls.
“With all that being said. I’m still waiting to prove you wrong, and me right.”
Lay’Luna licked over Orlando’s chest wall. She inched up, and then back; she laid between his thighs. She reached over and lifted a melting ice-chip from out a glass of water sitting on his nightstand; she rubbed it over his lower abdomen. She looked up into his eyes and dragged it slowly up to a nipple.
“I’m still waiting.”
“Patience.”
Lay’Luna placed the ice-chip inside her mouth. She rose on her knees and bent her head down. She balanced the ice-chip between her teeth and circled Orlando’s nipple.
The tip of the disintegrating ice-chip made a slow expedition down his chest.
Orlando rubbed over Lay’Luna ’s upper back.
Lay’Luna grabbed Orlando’s manhood and polished the helmet of his dick with the melting ice-chip.
“Sssss,” Orlando let out.
Lay’Luna opened her mouth and provided refuge to the inflamed taut tower.
“Oh…baby…it’s…its cold, shit.”
Lay’Luna withdrew her mouth and chopped down on the piece of ice. She swallowed it and toiled her cold tongue through his groin hairs. She kissed over his inner thigh and stroked his manhood within her palm. She opened her mouth again and downed his manhood. Her mouth moved upward and downward at a firing pace.
“Oh…yes…yes…shit.”
Lay’Luna allowed Orlando’s shaft to escape her mouth; she palmed the sides of her breasts and sandwiched his dick; her cleavage cradled his manhood, as she moved her breasts up and down the length; licking at the tip as it encountered her cold lips.
“Oh…Lay’Luna.”
She released her breasts, leaned up, and climbed over Tristano. She positioned her buttocks over his groin and lifted his manhood; she rubbed it forward, backwards, and then settled it near the opening of her wet womanhood.
Orlando reached up for Lay’Luna.
“Come here.”
Lay’Luna inched back and got off the bed.
“Now what was that about, any means necessary?”
Lay’Luna glanced down at Orlando soaring manhood.
A covering of clear pre-cum decorated the tip.
“I will say you are, definitely ready to prove me wrong, but as I stated earlier, are you worth the extra attention.”
“Baby I’m hard as a brick, my dick is pulsating, come on now, I’ll let you beat me in chess, but please don’t leave me in this state.”
“Okay, since you put it like that, I will be fair.”
Lay’Luna climbed back on the bed. She got back on top of Tristano, grabbed around his manhood, and eased her vaginal walls down on it.
Orlando pulled Lay’Luna ’s body downward and latched his mouth onto a nipple.
“Oh…”
He grabbed a hold of her buttocks and dug his manhood deeper.
“Oh…Lay’Luna …shit.”
Orlando arched his neck muscles.
A volcanic of sperm detonated inside Lay’Luna ’s womanhood.
The combustible feeling cradled his body
“Oh…shit...you got some…”
Lay’Luna leaned down and kissed Tristano, delaying his declaration.
Orlando hugged Lay’Luna around her waist and surrendered his body in the aftermath. His deep breathing finally regulated. He squeezed her to his body and kissed her shoulder blade.
“Go away with me.”
Lay’Luna inched back.
“That addictive huh?”
“The only cure for this physical dependency, is me busting a nutt inside this tight pussy of yours.”
“Wow!”
She kissed him on the lips.
“How about we discuss this future excursion over dinner.”
“Yes, we will.”
He leaned up and kissed her on the lips.
Lay’Luna lifted her womanhood off Orlando’s flaccid dick. His dick fell sideways, landing in a bed of groin hairs
Lay’Luna, followed by Orlando rose from the bed.
Both exited the bedroom.
Copyright©SKC-2020
Orlando drew the strings together to his cotton pajama bottoms and tied them. He lifted a bottle of aftershave from off the dresser, tilted it over, and accumulated some droplets in his palm. He replaced the bottle upright, rubbed his palms together, and smacked the aftershave to both cheeks. He looked at himself in the mirror. He bent his arms and admired his muscles.
“Forget it; she’s probably already had some other man’s dick between her thighs today.”
Orlando walked out the bedroom.
The aroma floating throughout his penthouse had his feet leading him to the kitchen.
Orlando took a deep breath and pushed the bar-style door open. He walked into the kitchen.
Lay’Luna ’s head was bent.
The lacy red camisole top and matching thong she had on, stole his breath.
He closed his eyes, and then reopened them. Please give him strength.
Lay’Luna placed the salad tongs on the cooking island and looked up.
“I thou...”
Her eyes darted to Orlando’s hirsute chest wall, his biceps, and triceps. A fine patch of hair straggled down his abdomen.
The thought turned her on knowing where those hairs led too.
“Aah I thought…”
Lay’Luna ’s eyes slipped down to the protuberance of Orlando’s manhood against the material of his pajama bottoms. Her eyes slowly roamed back up to his chest wall.
“You might be hungry.”
Orlando looked down at the fissure between Lay’Luna ’s thighs.
“I…I am.”
“Good, because I have a very selective menu for your palate tonight.”
“As long as whatever you have, keeps me coming for more.”
Oh, you will cum all right.
Orlando established himself beside Lay’Luna at the cooking island.
“Could you please check the garlic bread?”
“Sure.”
Orlando walked to the double embedded wall ovens, pulled one door handle down, and peeked inside the top oven. He reached for a potholder from off the kitchen counter and slid the baking pan out; he placed it on the Formica surfaced cooking island and set the potholder down. He pivoted to push the oven door close.
Orlando looked down at Lay’Luna ’s derrière, common sense advised him to remain rooted; the memory of him fucking her inched his presence closer. He looked over her shoulder.
“Dinner is almost done. We have my famous spaghetti, extra spicy on the sauce, with grated mozzarella cheese, a garden salad, and garlic bread.”
“And for dessert.”
“Well since you’ve overruled any chance of me seducing you tonight, due to my profession, as you so blatantly confessed. Remember, ‘it’s a force of nature you have to reckon with, therefore, nothing.”
Orlando ran his finger along Lay’Luna ’s shoulder blade. He inched closer.
“Every meal comes with dessert.”
He moved her hair aside and kissed the back of her neck; he inched closer, resting his manhood against her derrière.
Orlando kissed Lay’Luna ’s shoulder blade.
“That’s going to cost you Mr. Machiavelli.”
“Then I might as well go for impoverish.”
Orlando turned Lay’Luna around and lifted her.
Lay’Luna ’s derrière met the Formica surface.
Orlando placed both balled fists on each side of Lay’Luna ’s thighs. He looked up into her eyes.
“I continue to stand by my convictions. Nonetheless, I cannot pass up the chance to…”
Lay’Luna palmed Orlando’s face, bent hers down, and compressed her lips over his.
Orlando scooted Lay’Luna to the edge of the cooking island. His abdomen kissed her stomach. He kissed her lips, her chin, he nuzzled her earlobe. He feasted off her skin; he lapped his tongue over her neck, and down her cleavage.
Orlando unsnapped the closure of Lay’Luna ’s camisole, and slowly divided it. He cupped one of her breasts in his hand and kissed over the nipple.
Lay’Luna planted both palms on the cooking island and leaned her head back.
Orlando grabbed Lay’Luna around the waist with one arm and pulled her closer. He coveted a nipple between his lips.
“Oh…,” Lay’Luna moaned.
Orlando slid the top of her camisole down her arms.
Lay’Luna lifted both arms and took it off. She leaned her face down and nipped at the side of Orlando’s neck. She kissed his chest hairs, and nourished on the side of his neck, turning it a deep crimson red.
Orlando palmed the sides of Lay’Luna ’s face and rested his forehead against hers.
“I hunger to feel my dick deep inside of you.” He kissed her forehead. “I ache to feel your hands all over me,” Orlando faintly whispered. He found Lay’Luna ’s eyes. “I….”
“Shh, make love to me; make me feel like I’m the only woman in the world for you.”
Orlando scooted Lay’Luna forward and lifted her off the cooking island.
Lay’Luna wrapped her legs around Orlando back.
“You feel like a feather in my arms.”
“A man with arms of steel, I would never have imagined.”
Lay’Luna smiled, and then winked at Tristano.
Orlando ambulated to his bedroom. He laid Lay’Luna in the middle of the bed. He knelt on his knees and quickly thumbed her thong; he pulled it down her thighs. He bent his head and kissed the hill of her pelvis.
Orlando stood and untied the drawstrings to his pajama bottoms; he pushed them down his legs and stepped out of them.
Orlando bent downward and pulled Lay’Luna ’s thong down her legs and took them off; he let it drop to the carpet. He got on the bed, opened her legs, and grabbed his dick. He plugged it inside of her.
“Oh fuck, you make me so weak for you all the time.”
Lay’Luna wrapped her arms around Orlando neck and zealously kissed his lips. She sucked on his tongue as his member infiltrated her wet pussy.
“Oh…oh baby…I need…need this.”
“You like this dick inside of you, tell me.”
“Ye…yes.”
Lay’Luna ’s body movements sped out of control. Her pussy lifted to acknowledge every battering driving force of his dick.
“Tris…”
Orlando laid on top of Lay’Luna; he cupped her buttocks and drilled his solid erection inside of her.
“Take…take...”
“Oh…baby.”
Lay’Luna held Orlando tighter and climaxed.
“Don’t… stop…harder…oh baby harder.”
Her pussy choked his dick.
Orlando threw his head back. His ejaculation roared out.
“Ahhhhhhhh shit shit shit.”
Lay’Luna licked the side of Orlando’s neck.
“Orlando...”
Orlando dipped his face downward.
Both shared a tongue bonding session.
Orlando humped his dick inside Lay’Luna ’s pussy over and over again.
The intense pulsating of his manhood withered to a soft throb.
He licked over her face and inched back.
Orlando took a deep breath and exhaled.
“You sure know the art of draining a man.”
“Mm… what a nice characteristic to have.”
“Make sure you reserve that physical treat on me alone.”
“I’m not sure you are worth all the extra attention.”
Orlando kissed Lay’Luna ’s earlobe.
“Then I guess you will have to convince me, I’m not.”
Orlando flipped Lay’Luna over. He positioned her body on top of his.
Lay’Luna looked down into Orlando’s eyes.
“Oh, you’re crafty I see.”
“Any means necessary to prove a point.”
“Somehow, your point may prove me wrong. Not to blow your horn, but you are a very handsome man.” She traced over his thick eyebrows. “I like the sternness in your eyes whenever you are debating your opinion.” She outlined his lips, his angular jaw line.
“And your muscular physique serving my animalistic purposes in bold and living color; it places a smile on this woman’s face, all the time.”
Orlando held the root of his semi-flaccid dick and pushed it gently into Lay’Luna ’s wet vaginal walls.
“With all that being said. I’m still waiting to prove you wrong, and me right.”
Lay’Luna licked over Orlando’s chest wall. She inched up, and then back; she laid between his thighs. She reached over and lifted a melting ice-chip from out a glass of water sitting on his nightstand; she rubbed it over his lower abdomen. She looked up into his eyes and dragged it slowly up to a nipple.
“I’m still waiting.”
“Patience.”
Lay’Luna placed the ice-chip inside her mouth. She rose on her knees and bent her head down. She balanced the ice-chip between her teeth and circled Orlando’s nipple.
The tip of the disintegrating ice-chip made a slow expedition down his chest.
Orlando rubbed over Lay’Luna ’s upper back.
Lay’Luna grabbed Orlando’s manhood and polished the helmet of his dick with the melting ice-chip.
“Sssss,” Orlando let out.
Lay’Luna opened her mouth and provided refuge to the inflamed taut tower.
“Oh…baby…it’s…its cold, shit.”
Lay’Luna withdrew her mouth and chopped down on the piece of ice. She swallowed it and toiled her cold tongue through his groin hairs. She kissed over his inner thigh and stroked his manhood within her palm. She opened her mouth again and downed his manhood. Her mouth moved upward and downward at a firing pace.
“Oh…yes…yes…shit.”
Lay’Luna allowed Orlando’s shaft to escape her mouth; she palmed the sides of her breasts and sandwiched his dick; her cleavage cradled his manhood, as she moved her breasts up and down the length; licking at the tip as it encountered her cold lips.
“Oh…Lay’Luna.”
She released her breasts, leaned up, and climbed over Tristano. She positioned her buttocks over his groin and lifted his manhood; she rubbed it forward, backwards, and then settled it near the opening of her wet womanhood.
Orlando reached up for Lay’Luna.
“Come here.”
Lay’Luna inched back and got off the bed.
“Now what was that about, any means necessary?”
Lay’Luna glanced down at Orlando soaring manhood.
A covering of clear pre-cum decorated the tip.
“I will say you are, definitely ready to prove me wrong, but as I stated earlier, are you worth the extra attention.”
“Baby I’m hard as a brick, my dick is pulsating, come on now, I’ll let you beat me in chess, but please don’t leave me in this state.”
“Okay, since you put it like that, I will be fair.”
Lay’Luna climbed back on the bed. She got back on top of Tristano, grabbed around his manhood, and eased her vaginal walls down on it.
Orlando pulled Lay’Luna ’s body downward and latched his mouth onto a nipple.
“Oh…”
He grabbed a hold of her buttocks and dug his manhood deeper.
“Oh…Lay’Luna …shit.”
Orlando arched his neck muscles.
A volcanic of sperm detonated inside Lay’Luna ’s womanhood.
The combustible feeling cradled his body
“Oh…shit...you got some…”
Lay’Luna leaned down and kissed Tristano, delaying his declaration.
Orlando hugged Lay’Luna around her waist and surrendered his body in the aftermath. His deep breathing finally regulated. He squeezed her to his body and kissed her shoulder blade.
“Go away with me.”
Lay’Luna inched back.
“That addictive huh?”
“The only cure for this physical dependency, is me busting a nutt inside this tight pussy of yours.”
“Wow!”
She kissed him on the lips.
“How about we discuss this future excursion over dinner.”
“Yes, we will.”
He leaned up and kissed her on the lips.
Lay’Luna lifted her womanhood off Orlando’s flaccid dick. His dick fell sideways, landing in a bed of groin hairs
Lay’Luna, followed by Orlando rose from the bed.
Both exited the bedroom.
Copyright©SKC-2020
Published 4th Oct 2020
Author's Note
This is a chapter from one of my many published novels. I will be adding a chapter as fitting to celebrate life in general
SKC
SKC
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5th Oct 2020 1:22am
hot so hot she made sure he last longer for the next round icing down the tip of her mans rod befor taken dinner
love this my friend
love this my friend
5th Oct 2020 1:26am
Ahh.. you just made this poetess' night with such sweet flattery... Thank you for reading and then taking the time to grace me with a beautiful comment my friend. I do hope the remainder of your evening fairs for you and may your upcoming week be all that you wish it to be
5th Oct 2020 1:29am
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5th Oct 2020 2:05am
I shall keep on writing my handsome poet as you keep on reading. Thank you sincerely for taking the time to read and the thoughtful comment, do enjoy your evening and have a spectacular upcoming week as well
5th Oct 2020 2:06am
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5th Oct 2020 2:16am
Yes you will be my handsome poet, and my most fierce passionate knight always.. enjoy♟
5th Oct 2020 2:18am
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5th Oct 2020 2:27am
My handsome poet... you are working on four thank you's ... and a possible soft cat scratch.. are you going for the gold... and you still have your clothes on.. so I will let you finish your evening where you started it, in your Forum...here, you may need this🍷
5th Oct 2020 2:29am
5th Oct 2020 2:34am
Yes.. and all that body, in your mental bed... my scent on your skin .. not to forgot... the private moans.. I hear.. I'm just saying my handsome poet... you know you are tying to smell all over this... wink🎅
5th Oct 2020 2:36am
5th Oct 2020 2:40am
Mm.. I just heard it... and you are not even between my thighs yet... my handsome poet... come here.. closer so I can whisper something to you...
5th Oct 2020 2:42am
5th Oct 2020 2:45am
So if I place my plam right here...will that beat for me too.. meow... my handsome poet
5th Oct 2020 2:47am
5th Oct 2020 2:51am
I like that reply my handsome poet... what if I softly squeeze the fate of your... your.. uprising.. and its still beating for me.. will I still be able to see, feel it... enjoy it... in the heat of the night
5th Oct 2020 2:53am
Yes my sweetest sexiest Erotic Queen you always feel it beating for you in the heat of the night.
5th Oct 2020 2:57am
Mm.. then I am sitting her, in my teddy.. glass of wine in hand, your handsome self can slowly undress me.. a kiss there... a caress there... yes taste my essence on your finger and tuck me in...lol.. my handsome poet.. there is an extra pillow.. wink
5th Oct 2020 3:00am
5th Oct 2020 3:04am
Then touch me only using your five senses
I can smell the lingering soap on your body... licking over you lips for the sense of my taste, looking down seeing that aroused state of your existence, and and hearing the groans in your voice when you are ready to spill over...my handsome poet🍑
I can smell the lingering soap on your body... licking over you lips for the sense of my taste, looking down seeing that aroused state of your existence, and and hearing the groans in your voice when you are ready to spill over...my handsome poet🍑
5th Oct 2020 3:06am
Yes my Sweetest Sexiest Erotic Queen I will use all my five senses, but your mind is important to me too.
5th Oct 2020 3:10am
Ohh... now that reply is worth far more than you will ever know my handsome poet... with being said... I am going for my Master's Degree in Nursing.. my next assignment.. I am going to solicit your body for some inspiration.. you can relax me any way I deem necessary😘
5th Oct 2020 3:12am
Yes my sweetest sexiest Erotic Queen your mind is your temple and sometimes it to relax.
5th Oct 2020 3:15am
I am loving your poetic vibe this evening my handsome poet.. it has me... as someone said gooey and mushy.. do your thang.. and let me bask in it
5th Oct 2020 3:18am
5th Oct 2020 3:21am
I have to get that in writing my handsome poet.. there are always wolves in sheep clothing, would you agree my handsome poet... what's your story...do tell
5th Oct 2020 3:25am
I am just normal who likes to show women like yourself my sweetest sexiest Erotic Queen kindness and respect. Always treat the woman with kindness and respect. I am no sheep in wolves clothing. Cheating men and women always ruin nice men and women trying to get to know each other.
5th Oct 2020 3:30am
You are someone so beautiful who has graced my canvas for such a while... that is the first time, I have glimpsed inside my handsome poet's mind... not a bad place to cozy up to too... okay I am blowing a soft kiss your way for that.... such a charmer you are
5th Oct 2020 3:34am
The more you open to the woman the more she opens you to you. Thank you my Sweetest Sexist Erotic Queen for make heart feel alive with you. My heart is also gooey and mushy for you my Sweetest Sexiest Erotic Queen.
5th Oct 2020 3:38am
My handsome poet's words are going to give this Queen a mental climax.. I love opening up for you... giving you a soft feel into my intellect while giving you a taste of the musing coming from my Creole soul... mmm that felt good to get out
5th Oct 2020 3:41am
It feel good to let out good vibrations my Sweetest Sexiest Erotic Queen. I feel good talking you about feelings my sweetest sexist Erotic Queen.
5th Oct 2020 3:46am
Its mutual my handsome poet... and the state of these words affairs, we are behind computer screens, yet mentally connected through the space of time by fate. I usually do not ask question you have asked in your Have Your Ever, however, I will make an exception ... have you ever witnessed a solar eclipse and if you did how did it make you feel.. I am just curious
5th Oct 2020 3:50am
I did see one and made feel good, did you see one and how did it make you feel my sweetest sexiest Erotic Queen.
5th Oct 2020 3:55am
I seen the last one it was a Lunar eclipse ... I had my glasses on and it made me feel connected to the Creator, as man destroys down here, but in the skies it belongs to the Creator's wonders. You do know I can feel your vibrations from here my handsome poet
5th Oct 2020 3:58am
Yes my sweetest sexiest Erotic Queen , because I can feel your good vibration too.
5th Oct 2020 4:03am
I knew I liked you for something my handsome poet and the way you sink deep inside my intellect abyss, while feeling all into my echoing heartbeats
5th Oct 2020 4:06am
We are feeling each other's heart beat for both of our souls my sweetest sexiest Erotic Queen.
5th Oct 2020 4:09am
Mm...yes we are... my handsome poet... can you blow me a lingering kiss, and wish me a great goodnight and I will see you in our naughty dreams ... I will be wearing the edible thong you bought me only for you to eat off me😛
5th Oct 2020 4:12am
Blowing the kiss, goood night my sweetest sexiest Erotic Queen see you in our dreams where I will enjoy eating the edible thong.
5th Oct 2020 4:14am
I am going to take a shower feeling more wet than the water.. and please take your time when you eat it off me my handsome poet... goodnight... and gone...🐾🐾😘
Yes i will take my time because we have all the time in the world my sweetest sexiest Erotic Queen.
5th Oct 2020 4:19am
Join me in bath then you can seduce me once we stand and shower the soap off.. I will meet you there after your appearance in the Forum... wink...🐾🐾
5th Oct 2020 4:23am
Yes my sweetest sexiest Erotic Queen and you will be feeling good until tomorrow.😉
5th Oct 2020 11:27am
Good morning to you my handsome poet.. and yes I do feel good... mmm... and sorry about those soft back scratches, enjoy your Monday as well😘
5th Oct 2020 4:30pm
I will enjoy my Monday as long you enjoy your Monday my sweetest sexiest Erotic Queen, the scratches are cool because ov you and hot passion my Sweetest Sexiest Erotic Queen.
