The touch

He asked if he could touch... so I looked at him and smiled.

"Why ask?  Just fucking do it."

;)

A note.

I told him I was innocent, so he fucked me.

Friday, Sex

Your lips, touch, the sound, smell, yes, the feel we all know.  Deadly hands never felt so good.  Deadly eyes never stole such a heart.  Stop beating, there's work somewhere else.

Friday Fuck

I have the sex he desires,
he has the power I want to touch.
Together... we touch real desire.

You do too.

Touch my tit, pinch my nipple, I like it.

The Kiss.

He kissed me, and I giggled.
His hand cupped my breast.
All our innocence was gone.