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On Waves Of Ether Her lips Wet and moist Kiss my lips hot with sweat. Her hands caress my body as we lay on the sandy beach. The cliffs behind us afford protection not only from the wind, but from prying eyes. She oils my back, and I oil hers as she cries out my name with ecstasy. and I do hers, Melody, Melody, Melody. Her name tumbles from my lips, The oil flows into those crevices that I just love to kiss (the hidden ones for my eyes only). The water slap, slap, slaps against the shoreline. So do my hands as I stroke her body. Time is endless, and the clouds stand still She moans, a deep throated moan, in happiness. She rolls onto her back and in one swift motion undoes her bra strap. I begin to put oil on her breasts and gently knead her nipples into erection While she reaches between my legs, and rubs me into an erection. I start to heave and moan in sheer delight and begin to kiss her full, gentle, luscious lips when suddenly I sit up and look around. She is not there. The beach is not there. It was all so real...but just a dream! |
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