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The Carpark
We were having dinner, in the restaurant
not talking much, you were looking so fine
we were like that, our minds at ease
you mentioned, tonight I looked divine
We ordered a cognac to go with the coffee
you paid and gave a generous tip
I mention, quite casually, when the last drop was gone
tonight I had forgotten to put on a slip
you kissed me passionately in the dark
we were in the carpark on the fourth floor
your hand under my skirt, checking if it was true
instead of the front, you opened the back door
I entered and positioned myself ready
anticipating your moves, your lips opening mine
your fingers searching and my body arching
unbearable waiting till you entered the shrine
and as the vehicle rock and rolled
we entered a world that was our own
our passion unfettered, our urges released
it couldn't wait until we got home
feedback van andere lezers- aquaangel
hi hi hitsig
hm warm
hot dinner!
killea: a girl needs to eat!
xxx
j - yellow
fioew....
hot indeed, lekker geschreven,
M.
xx
killea: thank you sweetheart
xxx
j - nero
when you got home another nice desert ?
memories are coming back
xxx - nero
killea: of course, Nero, of course
xxx
j - GoNo2
Leest als een song !
killea: Thank you, Noel
xx
j
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