When Edward's nude body is stretched before me, panic flickers. I haven't done this in so long. I wonder if I've forgotten how, if I'll be able to keep up.
I wonder if I'm in this deeper than he is.
But I force my eyes to roam, taking in lean muscles, definition I've lost with age. My breath catches when I see the deep V at his hips, and I follow the line to where his cock stands rigid and beaded at the tip.
I did that to him.
I smile as I lean down to taste my salty reward.
Thursday, March 3, 2011
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Very yummy.
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