I see it, the veins, it’s beautiful I say inside of me
I know I want him badly so I position myself to receive all of its glory
And when he plunged into me
He silenced my scream with deep kisses
And continued with his sweet nonsense
While my body responded stupidly to him.
And like a slave to a master, my body shatters into a million pieces as I cum into his hands and he releases into me.
With our both bodies filled with sweat
I look at him and mouth, I want more papi
I felt him harden, still inside of me.
Back to reality, I did have a neighbour Amanda; she died during child birth. She suffered silently, when she shared her story, it melted my heart. There are a lot like her with no companion to listen to their pains or sufferings, to console them, so they suffer alone.
I guess life continues…
When I saw Stacy I saw another girl affected by life, I wanted to write a story but I fell in love instead, so I comforted her. Looking at her still, lifeless body I wish I had the power to bring her back or let her see flowers rather than the cold hands of death…..