My First Post - From My Insomnia......

Dis First Posting in hea - stay stahting again....... I had this dream to do this blog. Then again it may just have been da ramblings of my insominia. Woteva it was, here it is. Oh, I said Pidgin English, yeah? K-den ....

............She snored on da back of his neck, way too close to his ea. Waking him up only lilobit. He moved, she moved. Her mouth brushed against his neck. His back wen straight and her body followed his lead. Her face moved down his neck as he try get comf'table again. Her face slowly moved down his back. Her body inched her way south, hands rubbing lomilomi-ing his opu.

.....He snores softly. She moans quietly as her hands pulls his body around into her face. Hmmm. His hips automatically moves into her face. She pulls his kikala into her doing what she didn't mean to but since its in front of her, may as well yeah.

..........His snores turns into moans. Her moans turn into muffled giggling. Her tongue plays with his instrament. Doing wot comes naturally (yeah pun intended). He pulls away trying from her trying to make it last. But her ja'like one leach, stuck yeah. *L* Da moe he pulls away da moe she sucks on. Serious hanapa.

.............Her tongue tickles him to no end and his hip pushes even moe hud into her face. Again he trys to pull away and again she stays leached on. His body can no longa handle da built up tension. He relaxes and tenses at da same time, his stiffness muffling her moanings. He pushes himself into her thinking she will release him.

......His body quivers delieriously in the predawn light and she keeps him in his mouth. He trys to pull away again but her arms keeps his hip in her face. He is exhausted and done but its az if she juss stahted. Her moans become laughter and his laughter becomes moans. He relaxes hoping she will let him breathe but wrong. She continues to giggle with her mouth full.

.......His tense body surrenders to her pleasures as he lies back hopelessly pleased. Wot da hell time is it? Who da hell cares. As his body relaxes she finally eases off. Her tongue still tickling, playing wit his tip. Sensory ovaload. ......Slowly she inches her way back up his body. Her giggles muffled against his body. Her face snuggles deeply into his neck. He breathes heavily as if he had just run a marathon. She breathes evenly, sighing into his ea.

.....He tells her she's nawghty. She asks, "nauwhty don't eva do dat again O' nawghty hana hou bumbye?"

....Hana hou bumbye!



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