wow...what a dream
their bodies tingled as they fell on the wet grass. the cold breeze from the sea chilled the air, but the heat from the bodies and passion for one another burned through, like a candle. the old castle blocked the light and sounds from the storm of airplanes that roared by. he drank his milkly white skin, as she clawed his back. he slamed his fist into the mudy ground as she began to breath deeper and harder. "cOould yoouu...co0uuld yooouu...." was all she could say, and he knew what she meant every time she said it.
that was ten years ago, the two are married now, but they both go back to they're spot, and enjoy they're night of passion. first it was every weekend, then once a month finally the last couple of years until they stopped.
recently the two haven't spoken to one another then the usual small talk, but they still remember that night on the hillside.
they returned on they're ten year anniversay....and waited....until the night fell and the clouds rolled in. the chilled air brought in the passion, the fire, the dark clouds brought with them the down-pour of rain and her mouns, "cOould yoouu...co0uuld yooouu....could you please...please...stop."
it was her first time...and it was his last
broken
that was ten years ago, the two are married now, but they both go back to they're spot, and enjoy they're night of passion. first it was every weekend, then once a month finally the last couple of years until they stopped.
recently the two haven't spoken to one another then the usual small talk, but they still remember that night on the hillside.
they returned on they're ten year anniversay....and waited....until the night fell and the clouds rolled in. the chilled air brought in the passion, the fire, the dark clouds brought with them the down-pour of rain and her mouns, "cOould yoouu...co0uuld yooouu....could you please...please...stop."
it was her first time...and it was his last
broken