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Favorite Position
As she looked into my eyes and I looked into her's, enticing lips moistly formed a question I have heard many times before....
"What's your favorite position" spoke her tender full lips.
I sat smiling holding her gently. My mind has change since last time I was asked this and so has my answer....
"I like the position of eagles, I lust to be like the birds."
She looked at me confused but every more intrigued by my strange answer....
"What do you mean" she asked with her lips against my cheek. The warmth of her body rising, and I begin "rising" as well....
"I like the feeling of floating with the power to control my decent, I want to go where it is warm when the days are cold. Or where the weather is nice when the climate turns bad.
I want to go where the winds of change call me, I want to be carried gently to where I need to be, Baby Girl....I want to fly"
Her breathing now heavy, hey pupils open (the ones in her eyes...and the one between her legs) She raises her eyebrows and grips my belt buckle low....
She asks me pressing her body against mine "Can I fly with you"
I tell her slowly pressing my nose to her ear tickling her hearing with my voice....
"I can feel you floating......now I'm just waiting for you to make me float too"
JABOOM
Yeah it's copyrighted 2007
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