U never fall in love once, but u give love one chance

I came here for a perm, she came to kick it, he came cuz he had no choice now we three are isolated frm the artists,sitting in the back room discussing love. U would think this was odd because me and him are a couple yet we tell the blunt truth. We discuss monogamy,heartbreak,hoes,and marriage. He doesn't think he can break my heart, I think>strike< I know he can. I have even went to the lovely Brook's site [www.absolutebrook.com] & stole this quote for my life:"I don't spell out the word L-ve, because LOVE is the REAL four letter word. Not "fuck". Fucking is easy, not l-ving me is more offensive." -Brook Lynne...Since this conversation a LOT has changed in her life,in his life,in my life. I actually stumbled cross this draft & the title made me smile. We make mistakes that is human... & I know tht there is LOVE out there for each one of us. Who are outsiders to tell us what is OUR defination of LOVE?... Then watchin the Game Marathon yesterday & MeD school & Ding Dong's happy,yet awkward ending I know what we have is not a fairy tale. It is REAL which makes it even more special to me,we :)

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Erotic 370

I'm playin lead in ur little play Don't need an understudy I'm ur Babii... All I'm waitin for is u To come & do all that u promised to U say u want this to be urz Well dive inside & fuck me till I'm hoarse My fingers take hold of your hard and sleek body As I whisper in ur ear, "O how I've been naughty" U anxiously shove me, face up against the wall Your left hand holding my neck firmly, The right undoing my work clothes Holdin me down U growl not to move At the control of your force I am weak & ur penis is @ its peak U take no ease puttin him in me I cry out in pain but that is the pleasure of our game I become more aroused as u pound me harder I plead with u to slow it down instead U turn me round, lift me up, From the front u enter now My thighs straddling your waist My juices can't wait They pour down ur legs I’m whimpering out your name, Forgetting to breathe We make our way to the bedroom Where it is ...

Last Nite

The memories of last nite when you joined me in the tub and how when you brushed me as you climbed in triggered something within. My juices got to flowing miraculously and uhh the way you felt inside me. The way my vagina hugged you never have you experienced this kinda warmth. Member how you cradled my hips as I rode The look in you eyes as you slip in and out... of consciousness. The music we made a lovely melody of "ohh baby you taste so sweet" as your tongue glide across my clit while you use it to write the alphabets my toes curled, my fingers grab your back, the sheets, your firm little ass cheeks the feeling of your love drippin on my skin I take u in and devour so many positions our bodies intertwine on the couch, on the floor, on the kitchen counter, against the front door… "Baby, don't stop… more, more… deeper I wanna feel u in my lungs… faster" You go harder your stroke I'm speakin in tongues… "Whose is it?" "Baby it's yours...

Black Christmas

Maybe it's because I'm not a parent. Maybe because I'm a pisces living in a fantasy world. Maybe because I'm not materialistic. Maybe idk the maybe but I don't get stressed or depressed or broke over trying to provide the perfect Christmas. I recall making gingerbread houses with my mom, sister, cousins, and a few friends. Baking cookies for Santa... and ourselves lol. Dressing my doll baby, that I got the Christmas I turned 6 (& still have), in my bro's christening outfit and putting her under the tree. Waking up in the morning to so many gifts. Honestly I only remember asking for a specific gift, not from Santa but from my dad, Tickle Me Elmo when I was 9. I didn't get it but Santa, my mom, and my aunts and uncles got me so many gifts I still had an enjoyable holiday. [My dad lived in Georgia, I lived in Indiana I don't know how him and mom went about finances] Anyways, I don't grasp the concept of buying a bunch of video games or adult elec...

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