imagine this:
you enter the room of a walk up, you are excited, even ready to get down and dirty with the biatch without a shower (whom you've been fantasizing and wanked yourself silly over, playing out all the ways you'd hammer her when you make it to her hide)...you disrobe and you take your shoes off...the gal comes over, dfk you and you respond lifting her up to go pin her against the wall...
as you move, your feet get a certain traction that feels like maple syrup...you trudge, but strangely enough, this feels like a real work out of lifting her while moving forward when it feels like the ground beneath is pulling you knees down further in to an abyss...but you forge on and finally make it to the back wall where you heave her up further, to pin her up bareback...one hand under her arse cheek, the other jamming her arm straight up above her head, while your sweaty palm rests flat on the wall close to her hand, you look deeply into each other's eyes and bury your tongues in to each other as the blood, passion and smell of sex rises...
you're so excited now you're ready to enter her pussy...but you suddenly find that you are both suspended...exactly as in zero gravity...only difference being where your body has direct contact to surfaces, you cannot move...
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Last edited by swan at 17-8-2009 17:24 ]