Monday, August 9, 2010
Rain
The smell of recently fallen rain settled around them as they laid in the damp grass underneath the giant oak tree. His strong hands roamed her body, squeezing and teasing. His tongue invaded her mouth causing her head to swim with thoughts that could get them arrested in forty out of the fifty states.
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Ahhhh, nothing like being out in nature and having your desires kick in gear. I love it!
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kitten
Awesome, as always.... you have such a gift.
ReplyDeleteI love the smell of recently fallen rain! The only thing that could make it better would be... well, being under that tree with the right woman. :)
ReplyDeleteDamn I miss the rain. Even more now! ;p
ReplyDeleteI wonder if she stop after that thought, NOT!... Short and delectable as always....
ReplyDeleteGray, come back!!
ReplyDeleteRain, men, park, they can only lead to naughty things....
ReplyDeleteInteresting. "The smell of rain" is a theme I've stumbled across today. Must be in the universe. I have heard five different people talk about rain and how it smells - just in the past few hours. None, of course, said it as nicely as you.
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