Long ago, when I was younger and, somehow, dumber than I am now, I had the misfortune of getting entangled with a blue-eyed Southern gentleman whose grandfather was a preacher. So, needless to say, this story hits home in a lot of ways.
During this indiscretion, I had the distinct joy of giving a blow job along Highway 150 outside of Mooresville, North Carolina. I'm really, really beginning to wonder if you stole my life. ;)
Rambling aside, D...this story is such a gem. You have so beautifully captured the joy and confusion and wonder of first love...
He worked the brunet's cock slowly, using warm, wet sucks.
Oh, god. This was glorious.
In his fantasy it was unclear where the two of them were, but the bed they were in was a warm, satiny-soft place, and they never left it.
For some reason, this passage stood out to me. Perhaps it was because you have the reader a lovely outline that we can fill with our own ideas.
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Date: 2011-05-23 04:48 pm (UTC)During this indiscretion, I had the distinct joy of giving a blow job along Highway 150 outside of Mooresville, North Carolina. I'm really, really beginning to wonder if you stole my life. ;)
Rambling aside, D...this story is such a gem. You have so beautifully captured the joy and confusion and wonder of first love...
He worked the brunet's cock slowly, using warm, wet sucks.
Oh, god. This was glorious.
In his fantasy it was unclear where the two of them were, but the bed they were in was a warm, satiny-soft place, and they never left it.
For some reason, this passage stood out to me. Perhaps it was because you have the reader a lovely outline that we can fill with our own ideas.
Lovely work, D.