God, he loved that mouth!
Kiss me on my forehead Tell me I am always Tell me I have always Tell me I will be always Your one and your only! My darling Bare yourself to me. Let me see you Naked to your core Stripped down to your soul
For to you I am bound Eternally!
Five and still I hoped! Hoped against all hope Against all odds
Mother calls this force God And she staunchly and so firmly believes in Him She knows and recites his teachings by heart. I trust my mother because she is my mother. And so I believe in her God because she taught me, like she was taught by her mother, who was taught by her mother and her mother by her mother before – That He is to be revered; He is who He is!
What you need you to know, Is you'll find yourself in all that mess.
Once he said,'Sometimes I think you are too good for me.'
Sandra had never seen another woman naked before. But oddly she felt comfortable and even captivated by her femininity.
It's finding each other at the end of the day.
Even though she knew that Simone always parked her black raven Cadillac there and often smoked there, too and that it was probably nothing alarming, she'd decided to investigate.
In a different world, she imagined, she was probably an exotic sexual goddess - the true epitome of beauty and a symbol of sexuality.
When she looked up she caught his gaze – glaring at her with open hunger- like he hadn’t had a nice warm meal in a while. Unblinking, she held his gaze as they stood there in silence, a palpable sexual tension igniting between them.
He couldn’t quite explain what was different – maybe it was how she’d stared at him all day with those big, soulful and curious eyes, as though she could see through him. Or maybe it was the way she’d listened so keenly as he went on about his childhood and how she’d laughed so hard at his jokes. Or maybe how she’d noticed he was nervous because he kept fiddling with a candy wrapper. Or maybe it was how beautiful she’d looked earlier that afternoon, sitting on the bench in the park with her legs crossed, exposing her thick, juicy thighs that were a lighter shade than the rest of her – how she effortlessly drew him in.
She lingered a little longer before letting go of him, thinking, 'I never want to let you go. I want you to be mine.'
You're the sun and the stars, The moon and its ocean.