Amadeo Delynne: *starts toying with the buttons of her pants as he kisses her long and deep, grinning to himself at the sound of the zipper*
Mmmm.... nothing like the sweet, sexy sound of a zipper in a public place to REALLY get you in the mood for some SERIOUS sex, huh?
Shaelynn: * grabs the back of his head , kissing him hard, burrying her tongue deep into his throat*
Nothing says "I love you" quite like trying to jam your tongue down someone else's throat, making them gag, choke, and possibly vomit. Maybe she's checking to see if he still has his tonsils...?
Amadeo Delynne: *carefully lays her back on the beam, slidding her pants off and pulling her back onto him, leaning back against the beam, holding and returning her kiss, tongues twinning*
They have very athletic tongues.
Maybe I just have a stumpy tongue, but I have never been able to twine my tongue around another tongue.
Amadeo Delynne: *feels her thighs pressing a very large lump in his jeans against his own leg as his hands stroke her hair and back, running over her ribs, breasts and neck*
That "very large lump" is a potato.
Shaelynn got booted, Amadeo left, leaving behind his email address. It was boring, I deleted it.
205.188.197.28:sick!
yehp
216.140.173.218: ew!gross!
This seems to be the general consensus.
216.140.173.218:*is busy placing censor bars every damned place*yuck!lumps!yuck!
I swear, I'm not making this post up. "yuck! lumps! yuck!"
192.91.146.35: *sings like the Presidents of the USA* ''It's lump, it's lump... It's in his pants...''
DAG! Beat me to the song. Oh well.
216.140.173.218: *snugs quickly and hides behind her censor bars*
AND STAY THERE!
THE END.