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She stood there staring at him

Wondering

Wanting

His lips had set her soul afire

She had this ache  that needed tending

Pushing all things aside

She smiled at him

And with out a word

Pulled him inside

Even before the door was shut

She had his shirt off and was working on his jeans

Kissing her hard now

He pushed her back

Pulling at her blouse

Buttons flying all over

Pushing her down on the couch

He had been aching for her

Slipping out of his jeans

She couldnt help but stare

Before she had time to breathe

Up went her skirt

HIs hands  so rough

Sending  waves of pleasure thru her body

HIs lips on her flesh

His hands  rubbing, grabbing , touching

Oh God

She wanted him and wanted him now

Sliding between her legs

Never knowing such pleasures before

She  started moaning

As his fingers touched her like no other

About to tell him she was

He entered her with such force

Gasping

The waves of pleasure rolled thru thier bodies

One after another

Collasping from extreme exhaustion

Laying there





She awoke to a knock at the door

Opening the door

She smiled

For you see

There he stood

And she had an ache that needed tending to