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by standingUP4ourfailure Jan 9, 2011 category : Love, romance / desired love
I wish i woulda spoke up.my voice was hiddenor perhaps stolen?he washed it away with a single kiss.spell bound was my common sense.he bared over me with a power so confident,it had shaken me down to my soft still human core.shedding away all those years of trial and error, tragedy and triumph, loss and struggled gainlike they never meant a thing.who was i fighting more?me or him?each kiss, caress, nip, propelled me to get even more lost in him. losing clothes just as fast as my endangered pride still fighting him or me? i already knew it would come to this hours ago but i think he enjoys the fight the ripped pink panties match the damaged self esteema guilty rush of air sucked in i can feel him (burning hot) everywhere but in my heart </3