She shook herself awake, who could be here at 7am she wondered.
His hand reached through the window, “Open the door please!”
His beautiful blue eyes stung, the breakup was fresh in her mind, why was he back here? She pulled herself together, going to the door. He walked inside, hugging her. Why was he acting so odd?
He followed her to her room as usual, and laid beside her on her bed.
His rough working hands caressed her face, and he pulled her face close to his. Heartbeat racing, shaking body, a kiss erupted between the lustful ex lovers.
He started pulling off items of clothing, kissing her between articles coming off. The passion between these two was unbelievable, you’d never understand why they broke up. But at that exact moment, nothing else mattered. What mattered was they were together, and something beautiful was about to happen.
Finally down to nothing, they were kissing, rubbing their warm bodies against one another. Hovering above her, he kissed her forehead, slowing guiding his member into her sex. A soft moan escaped her lips, as her body lifted and matched his. Thrusting deeply, this couple met a magical surrender. Little did they realize, this would not be the last time they would be together, but it would be the last innocent time.
This beautiful mass of water, so powerful, so energetic, so soothing, & people think it’s a extra large trash can. It infuriates me beyond anything I’ve ever felt in my life. Recycle, Reuse, RESPECT-the earth, we only have one!