Biolage Can Suck It.
I've been horny for the past 72 hours. I would say the worst of it has been within the past 18 hours.
Went to bed horny.
Woke up horny.
Went through school..horny.
Dealing with it before you go to bed aint so bad. Evening waking up. But being at school is the worst! god damn. My mind starts to wander...
Comfortably laying under a willow tree. You know the pose...hands behind your head...legs one right over the other...breathing in the fresh air. With each breath, her head rises with every smooth undulation of my stomach. The slight rhythm of my breathing coaxes her to lay close to me, side by side. The breeze causes the willow tree to sway as I turn and gaze into her eyes. And her face moves closer to mine, beckoning me to kiss her. I give in...gently kissing a trail from her forehead, down her nose, just above her lips...finally finding the place where she wants it the most. The taste is something I don't want to forget but the breeze carries it away...now leaving me the one begging for more. So I pull her closer and she carefully slides a leg between mine....slowly...very...slowly...so I can feel every part of that body part entagle with my own. She initiates the kiss this time...becoming more passionate...increasing friction by use of her masterful hands on my face...my hips, the clever placement of her leg keeping me close... And suddenly I find my free hand placed on my own thigh, stroking precariously close to...
DAMN YOU SCHOOL. If you weren't so fucking boring I wouldn't find myself day dreaming.
Any takers?
Went to bed horny.
Woke up horny.
Went through school..horny.
Dealing with it before you go to bed aint so bad. Evening waking up. But being at school is the worst! god damn. My mind starts to wander...
Comfortably laying under a willow tree. You know the pose...hands behind your head...legs one right over the other...breathing in the fresh air. With each breath, her head rises with every smooth undulation of my stomach. The slight rhythm of my breathing coaxes her to lay close to me, side by side. The breeze causes the willow tree to sway as I turn and gaze into her eyes. And her face moves closer to mine, beckoning me to kiss her. I give in...gently kissing a trail from her forehead, down her nose, just above her lips...finally finding the place where she wants it the most. The taste is something I don't want to forget but the breeze carries it away...now leaving me the one begging for more. So I pull her closer and she carefully slides a leg between mine....slowly...very...slowly...so I can feel every part of that body part entagle with my own. She initiates the kiss this time...becoming more passionate...increasing friction by use of her masterful hands on my face...my hips, the clever placement of her leg keeping me close... And suddenly I find my free hand placed on my own thigh, stroking precariously close to...
DAMN YOU SCHOOL. If you weren't so fucking boring I wouldn't find myself day dreaming.
Any takers?