Posted 9:55 AM by Brian McCloskey
OCTOBER 1997
When I hold you in my arms, I don’t really know what I’m doing. Why don’t we just give everybody metal forks? He beheld her quivering alabaster mounds. I feel her breasts in my face. Where did I put the chicken? Can’t choose between the convenience of tights and the cool healthy comfort of stockings? She moaned softly and the sound tore through him, enflaming his own desire until he felt as though his body was on fire. If people want to see a bubbly redhead with large breasts, then that’s fine. Touching the soft fabric of tights and knickers and imagining how they feel close to the body excites him. I want my first kiss to be perfect. I run, I run, I am gathered to thy heart. They have a problem with nipples. The cheese stands alone. You’re not much of a muse, but then again I’m not much of a poet. Naughty nude sheath dresses for evening, with clusters of sparkle obscuring the breast. Could you put on some stockings and rub the phone up and down against your leg? I am not imagining a butterfly. Squirm wildly in a hugging embrace. I can’t wait to kiss your lips lady and caress your breasts. So it’s just a bunch of beetles out for a walk. Breasts will be breasts, thighs will be thighs. She never missed a chance to talk about her sexy underwear. These glamour stockings can be put on or taken off just like tights. I was brushing the dust off the fish. It’s better than fishing lobsters. How lonely life can be, the shadows follow me and the nights won’t set me free. A taste of luxury with a sexy red satin nightie and matching gown. Enjoy the sensual, sexy elegance of this superfine fishnet, lacy garment as it slides over your body like a second skin. I’ve discovered what love is, for the very first time. And love is a thing that can never go wrong. You will never know love unless you surrender to it.