Infirmary Night

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Heat of summer night,
but nothing like the heat
of secret kisses
behind a tree, behind the cabin,
bold kisses where others might see,
and report (we can't be caught)
and our hands move everywhere
and the surprise
because we did not expect
this
but look there's a screen door--
dark inside, let's hide--
an infirmary bed
kiss me full body
how can we not lay down
and my finger has found you
let me slide inside
let me make you
make you
make you flush hotter than the night.
We never dreamed this feeling
when we danced tonight
now my finger on your clit
and you so wet and nearly cumming
with heat and kisses and sliding and
danger
in the dark infirmary cot with me
and you feel my hardness
you've pulled open my pants
you're holding my staff with both hands
and you can't hold back
you're cumming for all you're worth
and I have to try to keep you quiet
you don't know what you sound like
you cant believe this
and you've cum and you have my cock
hard to bursting, in both your hands
and you can't help drawing your mouth closer
but you've never done that before
and thought you never could
but you can't help it and it's in your mouth
and you are enveloping it and being enveloped
and it doesn't take long to feel my hot cum
spurt into your mouth hungry for the first time
and you didn't expect to like it so much
and you didn't expect to swallow it down
and on the raft with everyone around us later
you didn't know that people would know
what you were talking about
when you said it still felt sticky in your throat.

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tazz317tazz317over 12 years ago
HEAT DOES NOT INDICATE

passion of foreplay. TK U MLJ LV NV

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