Today’s Dripping Dropping

Posted: 9 November, 2011 in Daily Droppings, Other
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She was still wet from her first orgasm in the shower and he slid inside her with puzzle piece perfection. As if wetness was to be a theme for the evening, she pondered, sucking the rain water off his shoulders as it ran down from his neck, rung out of his hair like a rag. He, in turn savoured those clean tasting droplets that clung to her breasts – those fine fine pieces that had escaped her towel – and he continued to taste her as the condensation resting on her goosefleshed skin slowly transitioned into the saltwater of sweat.


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