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Winter is Coming  

wanttopamperyou2 75M
205 posts
10/30/2007 6:56 am
Winter is Coming

I am not a good sleeper, (the one or two people reading this are wondering right now what that has to do with winter)and laying in bed my mind starts to wander. I think about not having anyone to cuddle up with on those cold Chicago nights. Being naked under the cover generates all the body heat. Maybe you had a typical winter day in Chicago dealing with the idiot drivers, and just having to be out in the cold.

You might not be feeling particular sexy at the time, but you roll over and get next to someone you care about; reacquaint your self with their scent, place a little kiss on their shoulder and lightly start stroking her arm. Gently glancing her breast you start circling the nipple, but not touching it. Now using just your finger tip, her nipple becomes erect from the friction of your light touching. Softly cupping your hand over her breast you move over to the other breast. Finger tipping your way along her arms, and stomach.

Nudging her over you continue the light finger tip touching on her back, legs, and that ass to die for. Soft gentle nibbling and licks on the neck, shoulder, back, back of knee, and legs. Pulling her back over, her legs part and your hand travels its way to her inner thigh. Lips replace the hand in search of the honey pot, which is glistening with oozing sweet nectar. Licking becomes sucking, as my intentions are to rob you of all those sweet juices.

Oh, sorry if I woke you.
� CEEDEE � CEEDEE

I suffer from delusions of grandeur

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