One of my roses, before it was beat by the heat. Looking at this photo, it’s easy to understand why ‘flower’ is often used as a pseudonym for a certain part of a woman’s anatomy…
I spent an hour last night soaking the ground in my garden. (Pun intended.) Will my efforts resurrect my roses? Doubtful. But I got splashed a bit, so it was worth it. Besides, it was refreshing (to say the least) to get wet (heh) from something other than sweat.
😉
I’ve never drenched the bed quite like I did tonight…
Guuuusssshhhhh…
Don’t get too excited though.
It’s mostly a result of the fact that it’s so hot my pussy lips are sweating.
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And here you were wondering who would have to sleep in the wet spot.
😉
Somehow I feel there’s no further explanation needed. 😉
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Rasping breath,
the hollow sound ohgodohgod I wanna cum claws at my ears like nails on a chalkboard,
but there is no classroom here, just my cunt and your mouth
and my nails are buried in your skull as my fingers clench your hair,
pulling your flirting dancing tightrope-walking tongue closer to the precipice
before fuck you’re sucking on my clit the swirling rapids gather strength,
speeding toward the cliff,
the roaring in my ears growing louder oh, you’re gonna pay for keeping Me on edge
while I shake and shudder,
holding myself open to that
sweet fuck Me with your tongue, dammit sensation of
falling over the right there, right there edge of the world
embraced by a waterfall of liquid color gush and the lightning in your eyes flashes
as I rain down on your face,
but you know the storm has just begun because my command comes Kneel immediately after I do
and you know better than to
question me when I tell you I told you to fucking kneel my liquid pleasure just became ice
and you yes, you are about to be
set on fire hands behind your back but before I’m through
you’ll be begging me ask Me again to drench your cock ask Me again and maybe, just
maybe say please I’ll extinguish
your inferno no fucking way do you have permission to cum though it’s much more likely
I’ll fan your flames until your
rasping breaths
claw at your ears like nails on a chalkboard,
but there is no classroom here, just your cock and my mouth
and I’m gonna keep you on edge this is
you and me,
our push and pull,
our wet heat,
our fire and ice.