GHOST the first time
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Posted:Oct 3, 2009 1:57 pm
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As you walk through the front door you step into the foyer. it's about 8x8 ft. a flight of stairs stands in front of you, daring you to climb them to the landing at the top that leads you to the left to the bedrooms. to your right is what i guess was the sitting room. it's about 12x12ft, with a smaller room at it's back. maybe it was a study. to your left is a large spacious area about 12x18 ft. it just doesn't feel right.i think it was the dinning room. beyond it is the kitchen. nice and big 10x10 ft. all the first floor has 10 ft ceilings. dirt and dust blankets the floor and ornate woodwork. no leftover furniture like in the movies. warm stale and empty. And to my surprise, none of the windows were broken. i guess because it's farther then a stones throw from the sidewalk. Pete directed one of guy and one girl to start in the attic, and ALWAYS stay together. he sent sent guy to check out the basement and back yard. I stayed with him exploring the first floor. he said, "stay with me", and keep your eyes and ears on alert. he explained to me that the instrument he was carrying was to measure the electrical energy in the air. when the needle moves, that means there is a ghost nearby. we walked around through from one room to another for what seemed like hours. we kept on circling the first floor many times. all the while he called out to the spirits to show us that they were there, and to the others of our party upstairs. then as we slowly stepped into the kitchen for the 7th time. a figure was standing on the third steep of the servants staircase to the second floor. at first i thought it was the guy from upstairs. but then i realized, it didn't look like him. Pete grabbed my arm and jerked me to a stop. he saw it too. the man was well dressed, from what i could make out. he was kind of blurry and you could see through him. "SHIT! you can see through him." it suddenly hit me. a real ghost. a REAL ghost. I was frozen in panic. i couldn't think of what to do. i didn't know what to do. Pete reached for his camera as the misty man walked across the kitchen and made the motion of opening the back door and walked through it, and vanished. i began to hyperventilate and get goose bumps. at the same time i was frozen Pete took three Polaroid pictures. he let them fall to the floor as he snapped away. all the time he whispered, "yes, yes yes." he ran to the door and thrust it open. the ghost was gone. a real GHOST. he called out to the guy in the back yard. "did you see him? tell me you saw him" as pete was yelling i turned and started toward the front door. i got almost all the way through the dinning room when i came to an abrupt stop. suddenly it was very very cold. it was like steeping into a walk-in freezer. The couple up stairs came running down to meet me. suddenly they stopped like i did, at the arch into the room. they it was the other side of the cold spot. she closed her eyes like she was in a trance. later i found out she was trying to channel, or listen for voices to talk to her. Pete followed just moments behind me. he felt it too. we all felt the cold. the needle on the meter the other guy was holding was moving back and forth. and so was Pete's. we just stood there, quite and still. i kept on thinking,"what next? am i going to get possessed?" suddenly i realized some things i had hoped were real, were. then as suddenly as we experienced the freezing cold, it went away. the needles went dead. we hung around and explored the house for another two hours. nothing else happened to us. nor did we see any more apparitions. we left the house and headed to Pete's house where we were each handed a pre printed results form to fill out. after we all finished writing down our experiences we handed the papers to Pete. he said nothing. he switched on the recorder that i had been holding while i was in the house. it was quite for awhile, then like a whisper came a female voice saying,"my home." it was unmistakable. "my home" "my home" over and over again every 15 seconds or so. it was repeated 7 times, then silence once again. we talked for hours before we split up and Pete drove us back to our cars. Pete and i spent another 2 hrs. talking over coffee. well i did most of the talking. the rest as they say is history. i was hooked. i would be a ghost hunter for the rest of my life. and since then i have seen many spirits and helped some of them move on to the next step. the next story will be just that. an accounting of her haunting, the research to find out who she was and helping her move on from this life. thank you for reading some of my memories. blessed be 'til next time.
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my first time
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Posted:Oct 1, 2009 6:44 pm
Last Updated:Oct 13, 2009 12:44 am
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it was a late september evening and I was at a local hangout restaurant where i was very much a regular. Myself and some friends were having cokes or coffee when i overheard a voice from the next table say,"not tonight,I'm going on a spirit hunt." What he said caught my attention. I excused myself from my friends, and turned to the next table. I pardoned myself for interrupting, and introduced myself. "I'm sorry to bother you but couldn't help but overhear what you said, and i've been interested in ghost hunting but don't know how to get into it."Over the next ten minutes that he was a serious ghost investigator and he was going to be doing one tonight. he said,"the more witnesses the better." then he asked me if i would like to come along and begin my training in the field of paranormal studies. I thought i was going to have an orgasm on the spot. WOW. About 6:30 pm we paid our bills, i said bye to my friends, and i began an adventure the possesses me to this day. I don't remember any of their names except for his, Pete. there were three other guys, one girl, me and Pete. We piled into his car and turned on the A/C. it was a warm evening and it wasn't a very big car. We drove up chartiers, past the ice cream company toward Canevin high school. We made a left at the bottom of the hill past the old radio station. we made another turn and soon we slowed to a stop. We crawled out of his car and stared at the old three story house in front of us. he said it had been empty for many many years. it was the only house with a hundred yards either way, no real neighbors. he opened his trunk and handed each of us some kind of hand held equipment. I was handed a cassette recorder. We each got a flashlight and tested each to make sure they worked. Pete led us up the walkway and on to the porch. He stuck the key into the lock and it turned. he slowly pushed the door open. i had goose bumps all over. I was the forth person to walk in. somehow my being in the middle didn't make me feel safe.On the way through the door Pete called out,"lights on." And with that being said we entered the house. MORE TOMORROW
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it's almost .
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Posted:Sep 28, 2009 11:43 pm
Last Updated:May 24, 2024 1:45 pm
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it's almost my favorite month with my favorite holiday in it. i've decided to tell you boys and girls some ghost stories from the many ghost investigations i've been on and conducted myself. I have been a ghost hunter since i was in high school. and have been to many haunted places in and around Pittsburgh PA. and some not so haunted. i've gotten positive results and negative ones. most of the cases i've been to were proved to be something besides ghosts. but it's the ones that were found to be hauntings are the ones i'm going to tell you about. i'm going to tell them truthfully. no embellishing, no extras, no lies, no exaggerations. your first story will be mine. the very first haunting case i ever went on found me knee deep in the middle of a truly haunted house. scared, doesn't begin to cover it. only 48 hours until you discover some of Pittsburgh's past, and mine. 'til then blessed be.
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too long
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Posted:Sep 25, 2009 7:02 pm
Last Updated:Oct 5, 2009 3:33 pm
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holy shit! has it really been that long since i bloged? i guess it has been. well nothin' new. i'm in much better health. but my business still sucks. it's been so very slow. lucky for me halloween is fast approaching my favorite time of year. i have some good shows booked. i even have some ghost stories to tell. prerecorded,two minute shorts about some local haunts. they'll be on radio next month. haven't had much sex for the last few months. nothing special to write about. but i guess it's been better then no sex. the only thing that seems to have changed is the frequency of the guys wanting to just fuck me as a trophy. i've had more meet and greets turn bad in the last few months then i have in many years. who do these young guys think i am. i'm not some kind of sex freak that wants to fuck every guy she meets. they sound like nice guy on the e-mails. then we meet and, POW. they talk to me like i'm a something that's there just for them. some of them have even offered to pay me. WTF is this? and i'm not even going to start talking about my political views. hopefully my time away from my blogs will not be so long next time. 'til then, blessed be
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had a great weekend
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Posted:Jul 30, 2009 11:13 am
Last Updated:Aug 6, 2009 4:28 pm
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i had a great weekend. awhile ago i met a guy named Hugo. we've talked for awhile, texted, IM'd and e-mailed. we decided to go away for a long weekend. his family has a remote cabin up on slippery rock creek, not to far from Pittsburgh. we had no PC's or lap tops, and agreed to only answer our phones if it was important. we left fri. afternoon and didn't return 'til mon. afternoon. the cabin was not a big fancy one. it was cozy and comfortable though. we went fishing, and even caught a few. he cleaned them and we fried them up. we bought some fresh vegs. at a roadside stand, along with some fruit. he surprised me with a very good bottle of home made italian wine that his uncle made. it was really good. we had naked sex out in the woods. more on that later. we had sex on the boat dock, in the kitchen, in the living room, and oh yah, in the bedroom. we went hiking, and searching for edible plants. that was fun too. i almost hated to have to return. i sure needed that. i feel so much better. i'll give you some details later. blessed be.
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being Obama's friend
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Posted:Jul 24, 2009 3:06 pm
Last Updated:Oct 9, 2009 9:27 am
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being a friend of the president seems to be a good thing. Obama will degrade and ridicule anybody that hurts his friends feelings. and now most people think he has said he's sorry. he's only sorry for the way he said what he said. he's not sorry for saying it. take a good listen. i've used the same technique to apologize without really doing it. if he protects his friends like this what more has he done, that we don't know about. lots of his friends back in northern IL are getting a bunch of stimulus moneys. i'm doing better health wise. i'm even having more sex. i'm letting a few guys pamper me too.
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bad to worse
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Posted:Jul 14, 2009 1:09 pm
Last Updated:Jul 24, 2009 2:55 pm
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now for my third try before my bolg gets erased. i'll sum my life up for now, and make it short. i had cellulitis early this year. then an ulcerated cut on my bottom right heel. then i found out i was diabetic. then along with the bad economy my biggest backed out on me and i had to lay-off or fire most of my employees/friends. i'm depressed. and i can count the number of times i've had sex this year on one hand. i usually have that much in a week or two. blessed be.
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misunderstood.
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Posted:Mar 8, 2009 1:28 pm
Last Updated:Nov 19, 2009 3:31 pm
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hello to all. my leg's doing much better and i've begun to do shows again. the economy is having it's effect on my business too. i've had some cancellations. oh well, i'll live. other then that not much to write about. except for an AL post i did late yesterday. i thought i made myself clear, but others pushed what i said in a different direction. my question was. why is there a distinct difference in the way people from different races are treated when they use hate words against others? my question was not about the words. if a white guy uses the "N" word he risks job lose and criminal charges. if a black or mexican guy uses a hate word against a white guy, what happens? not a damn thing. i thank those that saw my point and sided with me. for those who did not. please think it through, you'll see i'm right. one person wanted me to name names of white guys who almost lost their jobs, but that would only cause more trouble. neither of them are well liked. one is the radio talk show host IMAS. the other is the bounty hunter, who used the "N" word in the privacy of his own home on the phone to his . i was flamed by only one person, who didn't have a clue as to what i was talking about. 1chellee has a lot to learn about life. most of us do. i never use any hate words to or about anyone, no matter the race. blessed be to all.
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off to a rocky start.
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Posted:Feb 11, 2009 3:47 pm
Last Updated:Mar 15, 2009 1:28 am
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well i've been lax in Blogging again. but i have a good excuse this time. on jan. 2nd i woke up that morning and had a rash on my entire right calf, front and back. i rubbed some moisturizer on it and didn't think any more of it. there next morning i woke and i had big blisters all over the area of my right calf. i called my doctor and went to see her. i had somehow contracted a skin infection called cellulitis. it can be caused by a number of different things. i looks like 3rd degree burn. she bandaged it and gave me three prescriptions. i had to keep my leg propped up as much as possible. no PC. OMG! i had to get the other two magicians working for me to take my place for the shows i've missed. two corporations canceled. they said it was due to the economy. i've been to my doc. 4 times now. yesterday she told me i can go back on stage the weekend of the 20th. i haven't had sex or made love to anyone since new years. just my B.O.B. and me and some very good pain pills. the only thing positive is that i know everything that's going on in the world, because of the news reports. i've only been able to get back on-line in the last week. maybe this year i'll blog more. no promises. 'til later, blessed be.
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freaky continued
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Posted:Dec 1, 2008 6:11 am
Last Updated:Feb 11, 2009 3:28 pm
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so here we were in the VIP section of a club obviously owned and operated by a well known organization. we talked off and on with many people, mostly guys. one guy kept getting all over tiffany. she was very polite to him at first but then she gave me the signal that we need to teach this guy a lesson. just about that time one of the guards came up to me asking if everything was ok. i whispered to him, yes, but you might want to get this on your security tape. i went around and sat to the guy who wouldn't take no for an answer. tiff began our little plan. she began to explain to robert that she has to control her sex drive in public because it's gotten her in trouble before. but her and i feel drawn to him and we want to open ourselves to him. then i told him that we're a little kinky. he was wearing a short sleeve shirt and had little hair on his arms, perfect. tiff tells him we both have arm fetishes. at this point we began rubbing his arms and kissing his forearms and hands. by now people were watching us. a small piece of latex is passed from my left hand into tiffs right hand unnoticed. we continue to rub. there is one very special thing we enjoy doing. we tell him. would you like us to do it to you? right her, right now. he st udders,yyeess.i grab his left elbow as tiffany grabs his left wrist. she quickly pulls out a long knitting needle and pushes it through his forearm. blood begins to seep out of the two holes. you should have seen the look on his face. before he could pull away, she pulled the needle out, and wiped a napkin over the holes. as i whisper in his ear. i think you've had enough tonight. why don't you go home. everybody waited 'til the guy walked out. still staring at his arm, then looking back at us, then back to his arm. then they all laughed and cheered. boy that was fun. after that night we were always welcome guests in the VIP section of "sport sexy" true story. freaky enough for you. oh yes, it's a magic trick we do in nite clubs. he's unharmed. just a little shaken, not stirred.
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no excuses
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Posted:Dec 1, 2008 5:35 am
Last Updated:Dec 22, 2008 10:24 am
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i just haven't gotten around to it. then last nite someone on AL asked if any of us had any freaky things happen in bars or on dates. there is to much to say about that on AL. so i told anyone reading to check my blogs in the next few days. maybe this will prompt me into Blogging on a regular basis again. for those of you that don't know , i am an entertainer, it's what i do for a living. i'm a professional magician. i perform at birthday parties, banquets, fairs, conventions, and corporate functions. that being said. my entertaining doesn't always end at the end of my show. i always have a little something with me when i go out on a date. or go to a party, or bar with some friends. so i bring the freaky with me. like the nite we went to "sport sexy". my best friend tiffany and i had an early evening show that nite so we decided to go out. we had never been to this part of new jersey so we asked the hooters girl if there was a clean place to go have a few drinks."sure just down this street,{which is called street road}on the right about a mile down, called, sport sexy." we thanked her, finished our hot chicken strips and beer and began our adventure. we pulled into the packed parking lot and found a place to park. the place looked classy, with a long line winding it's way back and forth across the front of the building. reminded me of some of the posh clubs in down town NY or LA.we got in line to wait our turn. we were fairly well dressed and lookin' hot. there were well dressed bouncers everywhere, and cameras mounted on all corners of the place.after about 5 mins. a well dressed man came up to us and tod us that we have been requested to enter through the VIP door. impressed, we followed the guy to a door slightly off to the side. you could feel the stares and glares from the others still in line. at the door they were padding down the guys for weapons and checking purses, and scanning every drivers license that came through. we were escorted to a separate part of the club, within sight of the rest, but roped off for guests only.we were still looking at each other in shock at what was going on when a very handsome gentleman walked up to us and introduced himself as one of the owners of sport sexy. he explained that our show had caught his attention a few months ago when he took his to see us perform. and that talents such as us should not have to wait in line. he told us the bar was open to us and a waitress would be with us soon. shit, it was just like being in a movie. we had our choice of leather bar stools, regular tables ,or plush leather living room type chairs. ahh, the lap of luxury. we decided to just sit at the bar. this was the place to be. but soon, even in this exclusive part of the bar, prying hands and drunken desires snuck their way in. like i said before we always carry some magic with us. you just never know when it might come in handy. and that night it came in very handy. see you next blog
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finally done
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Posted:Aug 24, 2008 6:38 pm
Last Updated:Nov 22, 2008 8:57 pm
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sorry for the delay and gaps in my holiday weekend blogs of my 4th of july. first day, second day, forth day, (the short one) then day three. hope you have a good read.
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between next day and more fun.
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Posted:Aug 24, 2008 5:05 pm
Last Updated:Oct 1, 2009 6:47 pm
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i slept 'til 9:05. i awoke to the smell of coffee brewing, deer steak frying, and a tour bus passing by. i pulled on my robe and grabbed my hair brush. ran it haphazardly through my hair. looked in the mirror, "bed head will do."i'm not on duty. i quietly snuck down the stairs to catch him in the act. i like watching a guy cook for his girl. i was very very quiet, and just as i got to the last step, he yells, "BOO" i about fell off the step."how do like your eggs?" i was soo quiet. damn! i hugged him from behind, and whispered"over easy. then bite his ear lobe. "now sit" i sat like a good girl. we wolfed down our breakfast, saying little. we had to hurry if we wanted to get to trader jacks before people started to close their booths. trader jacks is a huge year round flee market. but the outside booths start closing about 2 or 3 pm. but it's only 20-30 mins from home. i slipped into some blue jean shorts, a steelers jersey, a pirates ball cap and flip flops. jumped in his car,a 2008 crossfire, and we were off. we had a blast, going from booth to booth, looking at lots of stuff, buying some of it. we teased each other and laughed alot. we stayed 'til most of the booths had closed. then we headed toward crafton, and my brothers house. we spent about an hour and a half there. he let us wash up after being out in the parking lot at trader jacks. then we headed to robinson towne square. a big mall on the outskirts of pittsburgh. on the way there we stopped for a late lunch at Permanti bros.. the home of the original"meal in a bun". the meal consists of your choice of cold cuts and cheeses, with cole slaw and fries in this huge bun mustard, mayo, pickles, etc. go ahead and say yuk. but you haven't had one. we each had one and two pitchers of IRON CITY beer. now we talked. all the get to know you talk that we hadn't gotten to yet on-line. a couple of hours later, well,7:30ish. he turns to me with this boyish grin and says"i have a great idea. let's go go back out route 22/30 and go to the twin hi-way drive-in?" three guys had rebuilt the drive-in the spring of 2007. we both used to go there when we were . "great idea" so we stopped at a wine and spirits store first, then drove to the drive-in. we still had tons od snacks we bought at the flee market in the trunk. they had a triple feature. we watched Wall-E, The incredible hulk, and Get smart. we had a blast. yes we made out some. his car isn't exactly made for fucking. But, he said his car was a virgin. so i gave him head and he gave me head. best we could do at the drive-in. it was twenty or so after three when we got to my place. we were tired at first. but then we hopped in the shower together and began washing each other. soon we weren't tired or sleepy any more. as we rinsed each other off with the flex shower, he began to kiss and lick my neck and ear. suddenly his tongue slid across my slut button. see, i've got this one little erogenous zone, that if i'm anywhere near turned on and this little place behind my left ear lobe is lightly touched or licked. well, it's instant super horny,fuck me now. i hadn't told him about it yet, he just happened to trigger it. i sat on the edge of the tub and went down on him like a ton of bricks. we had already been playing around, so he was half way hard already. i didn't use my hands at all. i grabbed his ass, took his cock into my mouth and proceeded to deep throat him all the way down. i love not having a gag reflex. as i sucked on him i took my right hand and began mainlining my clit. after about two minutes i stood upon the edge of the tub, grabbed onto the curtain rod, wrapped one leg around him pulling him toward me with it. and told him to fuck me, fuck me NOW. i felt his cock slide inside me. i knew the certain rod would hold. so i wrapped my other leg around him as he grabbed my waist with both hands. now most of my weight was bobbing up and down on his thrusting manhood. i wish i had had my camera at that moment. i don't know if it was a look of shock or fear. he was doing what he was told. and enjoying every succulent moment. it only took a couple of minutes for me to cum. you see, i'm very multi-orgasmic. they start medium size. and as the nite goes on they get bigger and last longer, and stronger, until, if you're man enough they cross over one another. i've been known to pass out when that happens. he doesn't know this yet. but once i've started. well let's say, i don't do things half way. like i was saying. as i came i bite him on the neck, grabbed his head, faced it toward me, and told him, "you're mine now" then i kissed him hard with lots of tongue. "i need more" i said, as i led him dripping wet into the hall. "this will do" was all i said, as i bent over the railing leaving the top half of me dangling over the other side. he got the message. he spread my legs with his feet and proceeded to shove his cock inside my oh so eager pussy. he was a wonder size. about 8 inches. not to big, not to small. and he knew how to use it. after a few mins. he lifted my right leg and hocked my ankle over the rail for a different feeling. i cam, he started to swell up to cum. i pulled him out and told him"no not yet". i could see the look of frustration on his face. he was so very close to cuming. i grabbed his cock and lead him to my bedroom. i laid down on the bed, on my back, spread my legs, raised my knees, extended my arms, and whispered"take me". i was so hot. i was ready for a big orgasm.but now he thought it was his turn to torture me. he crawled into bed down at my feet, where he began kissing, touching and licking his way up my inner legs. i hadn't squeezed my boobs or pinched my nipples that hard in a long time. then his mouth got to my pussy. he looked up at me and smiled. i reached down between my legs and spread my lips so he could get a good lick at my bare clit. the bastard slowly licked everywhere but there. finally he took one long lick, from near my asshole, all along my pussy up the center, then around my clit. then he stopped.... looked up at me, and gave one slow lick up the length of my clit. i burst into orgasm. as i lay there in waves of pleasure he climbed on top of me, and began slowly stroking the inside of my pussy with his cock. soon i wanted it faster and harder. but nothing i could say or do with my hips or legs would make him speed up. i could feel the passion building between my thighs. spreading like lava down and around a volcano. soon i felt it in my toes, they curled and my feet pointed down. then my arms and fingers.still he slowly thrust on. i grasped at the bed sheet with both hands and squeezed. still he thrust on. soon my back arched up and would not release.still he thrust slowly on. then i felt his cock swell, he was, he is, YES. then before i could stop myself, i screamed at the top of my lungs, as my body rode the immense total wave of pleasure him was drowning me in. his cock throbbing inside me. all i could feel or sense was him and i. the rest of the world was gone for the moment. we were the world.after our bodies stopped moving he rolled off of me. i gave him a kiss, whispered"good nite", tucked under his shoulder and went to sleep. ps.we both knew that we were both D/D free before sex.other wise, condom. thanx for reading please leave a comment.
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