He was sweet
and vanilla
our first time
He touched me and I gasped
the 'mmmm' rose through me
cresting my nipples
on its way from toes to throat
and back
and forth
his mouth magical on my skin
his hands urgent on my flesh
his words of need
burning across my mind
Oh please please please
I begged him to use me
with trembling urgency
such an ache to be filled
and here
and there
my teeth marking his skin
my fingernails raking his flesh
my words of need
muffled against his chest
Yes, he was sweet
and vanilla
our first time
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