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The Woman of Firey Desire
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Posted by: Meren
on: March 01, 2004 at 12:57:29
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The Woman of Firey Desire
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A woman of firey desire
She was a woman of firey desire from top to bottom.
Her kiss was full of passion and lust so hot so deep.
Her body was always on fire with desire.
He saw her for the first time in a black chiffon evening
dress and a pair of black two band slide heels. She saw
him and they were drawn together. They kissed in the
middle of a party, and the kiss bonded them for life.
It bonded them for an eternity. They went back to her place
and ravished each other as soon as they got in the door.
She was a woman of passion, a woman of lust and a woman of
uninhibited desire. She kissed his sweet lips, and felt his hot
desire. Felt the heat of his body. She felt his body against hers.
His arms wrapped around her. He carried her into the bedroom
and felt his hot desire even more. She pulled him to her
as she laid back in bed feeling his cock against her clit
as she wrapped her legs around him. Wanting him, yearning
for his cock to be inside her. Feeling his hot desire,
his warmth, his passion, his lust. He kissed her, he touched
her, he lusted for her. He loved her. He was her
Knight in shining armor and he held her in his enchanting
embrace. He was enchanted by the fires of her desire.
She was a woman of molten passion and firey desire. He
craved her. He hungered for her and she desired him. They
were connected in their pasts and their present. She was
a beautiful princess and he was her knight ages ago.
They were together in this life to the next until they
were reborn. When they were together that night their memories
flashed back to that time long ago. To the bracelets they
had exchanged to bond them together in love and in lust. She was
a godess. SHe was Victorias secret before Victoria even had
a secret. She was dressed in a silk gown. She was dressed
in white as they thought of the past they started a new beginning
in the present. He lusted for her in his past lives, in his
present life and for all eternity. He kissed her deeply
and held her tight. Kissing her as he grinded his body against hers.
She felt his cock against her body as he explored her.
As he felt her sensual curves, her seductive body.
She wrapped her legs around him feeling his cock against
her clit. She held on to him tightly as he kissed her lips.
SHe felt him inside her, thrusting, feeling him deeper
and deeper inside her with each thrust. She kissed him passionately
and wrapped her body around him even tighter. Fucking his
cock with her wet desire.
She woke up the next morning in the present in his loving,
caring embrace. She kissed his chest slowly and ran her hand
down his body. She felt his cock. He had an erection.
She got on top of him and slid it inside of her. Riding him
as he bucked back hard. As she rode him even harder. Her hands all over
his chest as she leaned over and felt his lips on her breast.
She wanted him, she wanted his desire. He wanted her more then
any woman he had ever known. She was his goddess of desire.
She was his woman of firey desire. He wrapped his arms
around her. She felt him and he felt her. He kissed her and
she kissed him. They kissed, they cuddled, they fondeled
and they fucked. They lusted, they desired, they hungered
adn they craved. She lay back in bed and felt him inside
her once again. Her legs were wrapped around him. Her nails
digging into his back. He pulled out and slid his cock
between her breasts as she sucked on the tip. As she played
with her clit, she tasted his sweet necter, his hot desire.
As he slid down her body, and kissed her inner thighs.
He sucked on her clit and fingered her pussy. They exploded
together again and again. Falling back asleep in one anothers
warm, caring, embrace. They were soulmates of desire.
They were bonded by desire, lust and love.
It was a bond that couldn't be broken. A bond so powerful.
They shared a relaxing bubble bath together and when they returned
to the bedroom they lit scented candles and passionate
music played. They craved one another and made love again
and again. She was his and he was hers.
They held each other close on those hot summer nights
and warmed up those colder winter nights with the fires
burning within their souls. The fires of passion, the fires
of lust, and the molten heat of their love.
His cock stroked her pussy and she was the woman who
lit the fires of his desire.
She was the woman of firey desire.
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Meren
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