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Fantasy
Fascinated by his charm wishing to lie deep in his arms, Staring at his picture I begin to wonder how is he as a lover. Very interested in all his attention I am willing to go long distance to reach my destination. I am desire driven he is my sexual craving. My fantasies are arousing just to feel his kisses. As my body twitches, involuntary my muscles start contractions. As he starts to touches, I become helpless. Sensations are so overwhelming devastation passionate detonations. I love the way he touches, his fingers caresses. Fantasizing his lips walking down my spine, him whispering, “Forever be mine”. Familiarizing his body with mines our eyes collide. I become paralyze unable to move, bonded like super glue. As his eyes speak to me passionately, he is a prodigy, never depriving me. I ride him like the Kentucky Derby, on it like a stick shift I begin to drip. He begins to bite his bottom lip, as he moans making his deposit. My body moves with smooth intent, as I squeeze and grip. I gently lay my head upon his chest, our body rest. He glances into my eyes and whispers, “goodbye”. I blink one time and my fantasy memorizes quickly and dies. I again, softly close my eyes and only darkness resides.
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