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When looking for a mate, you say you don´t need that in life with so many men like candy, because to stay with one?. You do not understand why some friends prefer to stay with one man; and that "of love",... is a fantasy for fools.
Written by: Peter Panthy
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Of course, all this while, you have not found with "your ideal man" that with which we all dream, that has all the qualities you want in a man, and which by some chance you did not expect, now stands with you in your bed.
And then ask yourself, if you want to happen more often. A part of you as you look deep into his eyes and kisses you putting yourself goosebumps, a part of you thinks it would be good to repeat this dish that you would have them well morning hug and maybe all week. And while riding on you and fill you with caresses silent glances of fire, you wonder if you would like to take months as well ... You try not to put forces do not want to be the first to give in and say that what happens already has some magic, this is not an also-ran, this is no time like the hundreds you've had, were only meat to serve a fleeting desire. Here is something, something in the eyes of the Adonis who give you pleasure does not stop, you move your violin strings inside and you can not stop it. They have had three hours of wonderful sex, where there has been posing for fantasy, where your body has made a treasure hunt with his tongue and his hands, which will fill it with kisses warm, precise word perfect smiles . |
| zzz | His smile teeth like toothpaste advertising. That clearly has a voice during sex is to become more dark and feed ... that voice that reaches deeper than the skin, the voice that dangerously round your heart.
But in the struggle to play that "all this is not only a bed," none have said anything incriminating ,.... I have bathed together, you've soaped and dried, you've seen in broad daylight, and do not You look tired of her perfect body. And there, already dressed and even embraced, the will says "I like you", and although you've set, you pull away from a well that you like, you would like to see him again, and it's been years since spends a night as sensational as this. And there begins the exchange of names, email addresses and cell phone.
That night I sent four messages, telling you how perfect the game, ... you feel like a teenager ... and start counting the minutes until the next meeting, and I doubt if you start it again to see whether or not ,....
Have been for Wednesday and today is Saturday, you tell your best friend around, go to the gym to be more marked. Do not you masturbate thinking about, because you want Get all your love cream.
Earlier Wednesday, it tells you is sick, and sends you ten messages from the sentence he gives. At the appointed hour, no email, no messages, there is a burst of silence and disappointment. And you wonder ... What happened? Why to get your hopes? will be a punishment for the hundreds who did not call for the illusions in others who left, for the love that you gave, for the touch that you gave? The illusion of love, cynicism is so close, like true love. By Peter Panthy |
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