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An Evening Complete - A Re-Post
An Evening Complete - A Re-Post ....sweating, grasping, panting, covers and sheets pushed of the way as two bodies clutch, grasp, bite, taste, two souls intertwined moving as one, faster, deeper, louder, until both orgasm in a white blindness that seems to make time stand still..........he lays back, trying to regain his breath, his vision. She lays there, small orgasmic tremors still coursing thru her body, slower, slighter, they finally pass.........she sits upright, feet hovering above the floor, she shakes her head to regain her composure, she rocks slowly back, then forward and in one movement stands on the floor as his hand simultaneously smacks her firmly on her right butt cheek. She staggers, nearly falling twice,.....she stumbles down the hall,..... hands outstretched to either side of her, supporting herself against the walls.......her feet finally find the cold tile she was seeking, her destination, her journeys end. Reaching out she turns on the cold, dim florescent light, it flickers to life with a sudden blinding wave that nearly causes her to gasp. Her hand, outstretched, trembling, reaches, searches, finds the container of dreams, the cool plastic of contentment. She reaches in, her hand still shaking, and fumbles....... and finds........2.......slices...of bread. She pulls heavily on the refrigerator door, it swings open flooding the room with a fantastic possibility of things yet to be, dreams not yet created. She searches and finds the mayonnaise, lettuce, and cold cuts. Her head spins with decisions.......pastrami, bologna, ham, turkey.......she thinks back to a few minutes before, her on her back.....feet in the air,.... him pounding away.....giving her everything he had.....selflessly driving ....harder...faster....deeper.......she put every bit of meat she had into it.....just as he had.......her eyes closed........cheese..........she nearly forgot the cheese.........swiss,......cheddar......provalone...........a phantom shiver ran thru her....one last trailing bit of a leftover orgasm.....she sighed ....and put all the cheese on the sandwich. As she cut the sandwich diagonally she remembered how he'd licked her ripeness, to nearly a quivering end............she grabbed him a beer........and how he felt...as she found him with her mouth, soft..yet firm...then how quickly he became large....and erect......she grabbed him some chips.......she had her legs back now.... her head was clearer.......she only had to make it.....down the hall......with sandwich....chips.......and beer...... She entered the room.......his tan, firm, nakedness filled the room like a sea of .......testosterone... she padded silently towards him.....her offering in hand.....she knelt beside the bed......holding out her gift of love.......he looked upon her lovingly........"What, ....No Pickle?" |
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9/18/2020 2:49 pm |
remember Ladies, it's all about the post-sex sandwich....
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omfg!!!!!!!! This made me laugh so hard. Thanks, you made my day.
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"What, ....No Pickle?" Hadn't the pickle already been . . . had? When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
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9/18/2020 5:40 pm |
omfg!!!!!!!! This made me laugh so hard. Thanks, you made my day.
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9/18/2020 5:43 pm |
"What, ....No Pickle?" Hadn't the pickle already been . . . had?
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A good one my man, keep going... Just be safe Stop by at lonlyforlove2 also see Lunch with Lonly , we get snow tomorrow Check my blog on New Community, "A photo of my big Pecker" also, " My Sunday afternoon with the kids'
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Lol. Cute joke, “if I can walk to the kitchen after sex with you, you don’t deserve a sandwich”.
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9/18/2020 6:21 pm |
A good one my man, keep going... Just be safe
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9/18/2020 6:23 pm |
Have I got a pickle for you!
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9/18/2020 6:24 pm |
Lol. Cute joke, “if I can walk to the kitchen after sex with you, you don’t deserve a sandwich”.
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Doesn't everyone cut their sandwiches diagonally?
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That was a great story. What a shame the site deleted the end where she poured the beer over his head. Opportunity may knock only once, but temptation bangs on the door forever!
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After a post like this I may be walking on thin ice with some women here. Stop by at lonlyforlove2 also see Lunch with Lonly , we get snow tomorrow Check my blog on New Community, "A photo of my big Pecker" also, " My Sunday afternoon with the kids'
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What? No, wait.... this is serious stuff! Do not come back to bed without the pickle!
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9/19/2020 5:19 am |
Doesn't everyone cut their sandwiches diagonally?
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9/19/2020 5:22 am |
That was a great story. What a shame the site deleted the end where she poured the beer over his head.
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9/19/2020 5:23 am |
All the real women understand the context of the blog, the others you most likely don't want anything to do with them .. They have to be able to read and comprehend, you know!! I don't think you are in any trouble !! have a safe day
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9/19/2020 5:27 am |
oops........Sorry, does this mean I need a spanking now?
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"What, ....No Pickle?" Hadn't the pickle already been . . . had?
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You do "hot, yet funny" and "funny, yet hot" very well!
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9/19/2020 12:11 pm |
i'm not sure we are thinking the same thoughts on how the pickle was had...
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9/19/2020 12:15 pm |
You do "hot, yet funny" and "funny, yet hot" very well!
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i'm not sure we are thinking the same thoughts on how the pickle was had... When the going gets weird, the weird turn pro. The only thing we have to fear is fear itself.
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Sounds like a feast fit for a king. ... is there another way to look at it Going Too Fucking Far NEW Blog Features RevealeD O O A Foolproof Method Posted Over on that NEW site O O
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But Neva mind the pickle.......where the fuck's the Guldens????
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