Fantasy
Dangling in between my legs was my stoned tail
Making every effort to peep out of the zip
Just appreciate the the glory of God displaying wonders right in its presence in our solitude.
Salivating was my mouth
As my lips and tongues will not stop hitting each other, all calling for a taste of their tantalizing counterparts
And just like magic
God of make way intervened,
Like a dream come true
The tantalizing object came closer right there in our solitude
Without no further argument, we both were in our birthday suit
Revealing unto each other the hidden treasures of the most high
The sight of her curves and edges gave a tremendous satisfaction to my tail
While it stood straight in its massiveness and hugeness honouring the presence of its doom
On her knees she went
Like a chorister holding microphone
She held my thirsty tail
In no minute, a remix of Hallelujah Chorus was being sang
This time, with no clear notes but sounds
With my vocal cord adding violin effect to the sound
In a blink of an eye,
We were both drenched in her soft saliva
Running down like an erosion.
With no further hesitation, her curves were in my palms
Causing a friction between her succulence and softness and my long standing hardness
In and out it moved
With every entrance appeared different effect
With some came high pitch
While some, low pitch
And suddenly I was woken up by my cold warm underwear
Then it became obvious I have been dreaming!
Oh what a fantasy!
©ABSOL
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