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Ecstasy

How can we stop?

By Crissy DXCIIPublished 9 years ago • 1 min read
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I knew I was about to commit a horrible sin.

But was it really? This was a man I love.

Someone I was about to marry.

He Makes Me happier than I have ever been.

The thought quickly left my mind.

I continued undressing – taking both of our clothes off.

Flinging the lifeless garments to the ground.

His clothes and mine.

He massaged my clit with the head of his penis.

Making it as moist as a Lilly flower in a swamp.

I refused to hold it back so I got on top. I rode him,

like a professional cyclist. It gave me a scene of freeness

I wish I really believed it was wrong. you see-

This feeling is our ecstasy

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Crissy DXCII

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    Written by Crissy DXCII