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*Chuckles* How'd you know?
I can shimmy a little for ya..
Next will be.. uhmm.. Hukk?
Britney Spears – Everytime
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YAxq5m1mKIo
This song's always been my pretty much go-to song whenever I feel heavy-hearted, especially on nights like these. It's kinda soothing but haunting at the same time I guess one can say.Lyrics:
Notice me, take my hand
Why are we, strangers when
Our love is strong,
Why carry on without me?Every time I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And every time I see, you in my dreams
I see your face, it's haunting me
I guess I need you babyI make believe
That you are here
It's the only way
I see clear
What have I done
You seem to move on easyAnd every time I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And every time I see you in my dreams
I see your face, you're haunting me
I guess I need you babyI may have made it rain
Please forgive me
My weakness caused you pain
And this song is my sorryAt night I pray
That soon your face
Will fade awayAnd every time I try to fly
I fall without my wings
I feel so small
I guess I need you baby
And every time I see you in my dreams
I see your face, you're haunting me
I guess I need you baby.Signing off after a LONG day at work.. haha..Kardashian Reactions are the best!
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“Mmmph”… I bite my bottom lip, whimpering.
My hands latch onto his thick greyish hair with my knees in the air and my toes curled, as my body writhes uncontrollably on the bed.
He continues to feast on me with the sole purpose of driving me to that point of pure ecstasy. My moans get louder as the seconds go on, encouraging him further.
I wrap my legs around his head all of a sudden and my body begins to shudder, as I near that edge…
“UGH”…
“UGHHH”…
“UGHHHHHHHHHHHHH”…
I wake up, panting and breathing heavily. My body still feels hot as I just sit there for a moment, my skin glistening in a certain glow. “What a dream”.. I think to myself, smirking and biting my lip.
I eventually get up with a bounce in my step and a grin on my face as I engage in my morning activities: Making the bed, cleaning around my bedroom here and there before heading to freshen up in the washroom and shower. In the evening I was planning on returning to the bar so I had plenty to look forward to throughout the rest of the day.
I step onto the front porch with my morning tea and take a seat on the rocking chair. The lake's reflection against the shining Sun above it is simply beautiful.
Sipping away at the tea, my mind continues to wander, as I take in the great view before me.
Smelly socks?
I close my eyes and take a deep breath of the fresh air as I walk out onto the porch with a glass of wine in my hand.
“Doesn't get any purer than this,” I smile, thinking to myself. The moon was out tonight in full form and besides the chirps of the crickets, little creaks from the rocking chair on the porch and sounds other little critters were making, everything seemed to be pretty much still. I make my way down the small boardwalk, conveniently placed at a shortened height in order to comply with the not-so-shallow water of the lake at this end of the shore.
I lucked out being able to purchase this abandoned, small, cosy cabin that was located at a comfortable distance from the rest of the cabins situated around the lake. Through the help of a close friend in Achat real-estate, Leo, I was able to make the purchase with ease and all it took was a little bit of furnishing for everything to be set and become beyond suitable, as well as comfortable, to live in. It took about a month to add my little personal touches here and there, as well as move in whatever little belongings I had.. but having been moved in for about a week now, I was starting to adjust quite smoothly and swiftly.
I take a seat at the edge of the boardwalk, my legs dangling down, allowing for my feet to dip into the cool water. I take a sip from my glass and ease back into a state of relaxation. My mind continues to wander from thought to thought nonetheless as I think about my pending return to the bar the following day. With a planned performance to surprise and entertain all, jitters of nervousness were certainly there but I feel mostly excitement through and throughout.
In the midst of taking another sip from my glass, I notice a star twinkling in the clear sky… resulting in me stopping mid-sip and grinning foolishly, all the meanwhile continuing to look up and gaze at it.
“Love you mom…” I whisper under my breath with a twinkle in my watery eyes, raising my glass to the sky.
“Grrrr”, he growls in his familiar, husky tone as my head, settled between his legs, bobs up and down.
Settled on my bar stool, my eyes remained focus on the prize… as my hands tug on his rugged jeans, pulling them even closer to slipping off the edge of the bar counter, on which his large frame is seated.
My plump lips and hot, slithering tongue work their magic.. moving in closer and closer to his balls.
Suckling, licking and teasing that sensitive underside with the tip of my moist tongue consistently and effectively, all for the sake of driving his lust to the point of no return.
As I drool all over his length, my actions get sloppier, wetter and dirtier with each second going by.
My movement suddenly slows as I take him deep into my throat.. inch by inch.. until my lips meet his sac. I hold there as my eyes widen and begin to water.
Relentless.. I continue to hold… all the meanwhile making movement with my succulent lips. Then in one quick slurrrrrrping motion, I shut my eyes and suckle him with full force.
Feeling faint.. I begin to open my eyes and just as I'm about to..
BAM! A glass of dirty martini is placed before me.
“Thought you could you use another drink, you seemed to be really enjoying the first one,” Old Joe says cheekily with a wink.
I suddenly become aware that my mouth is attached to the straw of an empty glass and quickly detach from it, snapping back to reality and regaining a sense of my surroundings.
I scratch my head and chuckle to myself. I notice the crowd hollering and cheering at the jokes being made on stage for a mere second but as I take a sip from the martini, my thoughts drift back to him…
“Mmm…” is all I can think..
~ Thinkin' of Ya ~
Hmm.. not sure if we're supposed to do this with our names or specifically our usernames but then again, “Its” and “123” aren't exactly befitting to the title “name”, in particular, anyhow.. so I'm gonna go ahead with simply Amy
Amy : 1 + 13 + 25 = 39
Iggy Azalea & Rita Ora – Black Widow
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=09EW8K-BqxAHeard this song the other day on the radio and haven't been able to get it out of my head since. Super catchy!
~ I'm gonna love ya… like a black widow babeh! ~
I think that goes for almost all (if not all) of us Andrea
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