Black As My Soul: Alone 22

August 27, 2003

Alone 22

My expression changes.

The concentration of holding you, the sexual energy, the amazing joy.

My mouth opens as my breathing becomes more ragged

and words become impossible.

Can't express.

And my thrusting slows

And my testicles are tight against my body

And the pressure builds

Impossibly

[+] Posted by Sinner, who was transgressing at the time (August 27, 2003 1:09 PM) by writing evil. [+]