Another day of work has past. It was the same as yesterday and the day before that as was the day before that. The night has befallen. We find our lady reading herself once more for tomorrow. Our enchantress has had her evening shower. She uses it to cleanse her mind and to purify the soul. For the job done is taxing and wears heavily on the spirit. It is of no concern to her now for she bids to sleep; to sleep perchance to dream.
When our siren sleeps she dreams of him. She waits for him. He is her very reason to lay down at night. The apparition visits her often. He has fallen deeply in lust with the female. Hair flowing like chocolate kissed rivers, Lips as full as the moon, with a body to match, but it wasn't her appearance that beckons the incubus. It was the song spoken in prayer that calls him to her.
" As I lay me down to sleep I pray you send me someone to keep
No more lonely nights in my bed Please bring me the mystery man in my head"
Like a banshee's call he can not deny it. He won't deny it. Every night the same dream. He wakes her gently with his licentiousness melody. Each line indistinguishable from his tongue on her clitoris. She cums, not once but twice before she is even animated . She has finally awaken. Now she can see deep into his lust. His desire for her is strong. He will not falter from his quest to make her his once more.
She wants what is in his eyes. He wants between her thighs. Together they are complete. Though he is from one heavenly body and she from another. The intercourse between them is like a chemical reaction. Once set in motion it is unstoppable. In six hours alone his has her secretion more than forty times. The sex was excellent, but the lust is even more convalescent.
Exhausted she will sleep until the alarm signals the start of a new day. She wakes to find herself covered in what she believes is her own pussy juice. Left soaking in what she thinks is the remnant of her wet dream. With a smile on her face she gets up ready to face the next day anew. Until tomorrow night, she waits.
Okay, let me start out by tell you that almost every Saturday night my friends,and I stay in and throw a party. Some times there is over 20 people. Most of the time there is only 4.
With that said I must tell you about one Saturday in particular. Well actually it was a Friday, but the same situation. We started with our the usual shots; red bull and vodka. Taking pictures and play pictionary . Or our own version of it anyways. A little bit of dancing then a lot of drinks.
And then something happened, I'm not real sure of who started it or even what really happened but we start wrestling, not just playing around but like drunk horse play. Then is progressed in to really ruff house play and the upper hand was taken from my friend and I by Jim. Jim had Dez in a move and I with swift drunk thinking, thought to grab the one thing I love to hit people with... Doc Johnson. I don't really use him. He is much to big. 12" with a wide circumference but he is mean. Which makes for a great club. Needles to say after many more struggles peace was finally restored to land or Red Bulls and Vodka. Hooray for dildos!!!
I love the taste of his cum To me it is so very yum I chew it up like bubble gum I swallow it into my tum I love to suck it off of his thumb I'd even lick it out my bum Without it I'd go completely numb It is the very beat of my drum I beg him every night to give me some How I love the taste of his cum But be sure not to tell my mum!!! If you did she's sure to die from This news, so spill no crumbs If she ask just play dumb!!!
Who's your daddy now? Bend over bitch I'll show you how Get ready to take the Plow. By the end of this you'll be like WOW Don't bite it bitch it's not your chow. wipe that shit up off your brow Smile now and take your bow!!!