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Sweet God, she whispered, kissing me all over my face. I had my hands beneath her small backside, and cuddled it.

A savage strength rose in me, the realization that I had her completely at my mercy, this precious creature, and that no words from anyone could command me away from her. Only her words would hold sway with me now, and only because I would defer to her.

It worked even more swiftly and completely than last time.

It's all drugs, my love, she said, as though feeling my wonder. She kissed my beard, kissing it along the bone of my jaw.It's hormones and modern science; I have a woman's chemicals inside me, that's all. They can make me look young, but they can't save my life.

Sweet God, she whispered, kissing me all over my face. I had my hands beneath her small backside, and cuddled it.

Splendid, she whispered.

I stretched out my arms and looked up at the sky. Though suddenly aware of a fatigue from all the night's tricks, I nevertheless told my clothes to assemble themselves nearby and await my command. I would be naked.

Those things preserve, I said,but you make the beauty.

She lay back, heaving a deep sigh. The angles of her face were tight and delicate and precise in the dimness.

She tugged at my hair, and kissed me with her eyes closed, all over my face, and quite suddenly I realized with a shock that my beard and mustache were on my face.

Yes, I said,God, capricious as He is; he lavished his blessings on you and on your daughter, Esther.

But I had to do it. What was the point of warning her that I might dissolve in the process? I was going to do it.

Those things preserve, I said,but you make the beauty.

Splendid, she whispered.

I looked down for the first time on my own chest, pubic hair, erect organ. I was too happy for humility, and to feel the sinews in my arms tighten was to be among living things, and surely some of those things must be good things.

Let me see you without your clothes, she said. She reached for buttons, but I gestured there was no need. I stood up and back from her.

Those things preserve, I said,but you make the beauty.

She sat up on the bed, her breasts amazingly firm, and the pink nipples turned up. Her silver-and-black hair made a rumpled mass down her back and displayed a long neck.

She lay back, heaving a deep sigh. The angles of her face were tight and delicate and precise in the dimness.

She drew back, staring at it. I told this hair to go away.

I took her breasts in my hands, enchanted by their smallness, their delicacy. So pink, girlish pink.

I kissed the calves of her legs, her thighs. The garden rustled and sighed behind me. For the first time I heard a waterfall, its gentle trickle, and then I listened to the sound of water touching leaves, but my body was an engine of desire, and what drove me was her naked breasts, rather small, with the pink nipples of a girl, and the smell of death, rising sweet like a crushing lily. It was not that the death attracted me; it was that it made her all the more precious, something to be lost in a moment.

Well, she loved it. I took a long breath, feeling the toll of all this changing and magic, but I was as hard as a statue for her. I wanted to pounce on her. Instead I let her bury her face in the hair of my chest, and kiss my nipples, and the pleasure went right to my loins.

Splendid, she whispered.

It was like fruit between her legs, like peaches or plums, it was just wet enough. I brought my fingers to my nostrils.

She tugged at my hair, and kissed me with her eyes closed, all over my face, and quite suddenly I realized with a shock that my beard and mustache were on my face.

Sweet God, she whispered, kissing me all over my face. I had my hands beneath her small backside, and cuddled it.

I took her breasts in my hands, enchanted by their smallness, their delicacy. So pink, girlish pink.

Those things preserve, I said,but you make the beauty.

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