Which way I come, and Which way I go, you don’t know. Only my caress.

Fiction, memoir, and musings, from Minotaur Productions
Which way I come, and Which way I go, you don’t know. Only my caress.
My fingers trace your Sternum as I unbutton Your dress. You shiver. You ask me how long We have before they miss us. I ask
Lie back upon the Pillow, rest your eyes, while I Ruthlessly tease you.
Upon her fingers, Her G string dangles, thirst so Savage must I slake
Slide gently, stroke smoothly,Glide swiftly, Make crazy,Push harder, go faster,Now she starts to shout. Tickling, nippling, toying, teasing, testing, trying,Building, building, now she starts to