We definitely had what-so-called sex that night. Tho yours wasn't in to mine, but still we had it. That was how you use me and my body, and how you like playing with them. Surprisingly, no other choice I made but to fall, to feel, to play with yours too.
That moment when you touched mine. It was like you flew me to the moon. I let your fingers went deep and down to mine, for I had that enjoyment. I trembled to your rhythm. I moaned, moaned, and moaned to your movement. Yes darling, you were the first to fly me. You were the first to enjoy me... and we both liked it.
Oh that warm, hard, soft, whippy thing of yours... I saw exactly how you enjoyed when I had that thing of yours. You closed your eyes, feeling the warmth I gave to you, and how happiness rushed into your head. So I licked and sucked your thing which becomes my favourite, giving you priceless pleasure ever. Pleasure, until you let out that creamy cream.
I swore, I could give you more that that, if you'd true to me. But once you break me, your thing will not ever be the same ever again.
We indeed are crazy. Unfortunately we enjoy our craziness as if there would nothing bad happened. I do hope so.
Darling, do you love me when I undressed? Or do you love the dressed and undressed me?
Darling, do you love my big boobs? Or do you love me with my big boobs?
Cause darling, I love you with your standard piece of heaven... LOL!
Well then, when will we have another sex again? I wanna feel you in me.
