Friday, September 30, 2016

Bwanna Notes Dei Musicale

As I pressed her sturdy five foot ten Eastern European frame against the brick wall I made one more play . My hand slowly moved up the back of her skirt hoping for a satisfying grab of her perfectly toned behind while we were making out messily on the back exterior staircase of her apartment building. All Bwanna needed to do was shake her head no. I let her skirt fall and refocused on her sweet thin lips and the slightly glazed blue passion filled eyes peering through the slit sparkly eyelids. Her pleasingly pointed nose teased my pug ugly Irish bulbous schnoz as her tongue played a arpeggio in my mouth.

In the distance a car horn was honking.

But progress was being made here and just because Reno and Joy had apparently consummated swiftly while in my parked Bonneville; I was working more retrospect prey than our lovely bundle of Joy had been that or perhaps any evening.

“I am not like Joy.” Bwanna quietly rasped in her first generation Polish purr.

“Thank goodness” I puffed as my tongue found hers again for another riff up the fingerboard of passion. Her stature and mine put all pleasing pressure points in perfect harmony. Gravity drew our intimate body parts poignantly together until her Polish progenitor called out the back screen door harshly one last time.

“I’ve must go.” she said with a final flourish of her lips, tongue, boobs, and butt. She  slowly swished up the stairs leaving me with a peek of silky red pantie under her short plaid skirt. Red and grey were the colors of the tonight.I silently thanked her for keeping that Catholic school regalia and reflected with gratitude that it still almost fit her sophomore year of college body. Although it was much shorter than any nun would allow on her back in the day.

Tuesday, September 13, 2016

TMI Tuesday: September 13, 2016

TMI Tuesday: September 13, 2016

Let’s get this TMI Tuesday started! This week fill-in-the-blanks is borrowed fromFriday Fill-ins.

1. I must live before I die.
2. You can’t stop before you start.
3. I wish I never had to buy another you again.
4. Breathing properly has helped me change my life.
5. I know the song "Nobody Knows You When You're Down and Out" by heart.
6. If I weren’t so afraid, I would never say never again.
Bonus:  My weekend was tiring, tonight I’m looking forward to dreaming up another chapter, tomorrow my plans include another fucking chapter, and next weekend, I want to reenact all this weeks fucking chapters all over your beautiful tits again!
How to play TMI Tuesday: Copy the above TMI Tuesday questions to your webspace (i.e., a blog). Answer the questions there, then leave a comment below, on this blog post, so we’ll all know where to read your responses. Please don’t forget to link to tmituesdayblogfrom your website!
Happy TMI Tuesday!