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| It’s just another Saturday night. I’m sprawled on the sofa, my booted feet hanging over the arm, my head resting in your lap. The fingers of one hand brush through my hair, combing the long strands into a fan that stretches at least two feet in any direction. Your other hand entwines with one of mine, our fingers laced with the ease of custom. We talk quietly, toying with the idea of going out, hitting the clubs, partying the night away. Or maybe just finding a quiet little restaurant, having a nice dinner, maybe a bottle of wine. In the end, I veto these ideas. "I’d rather stay home tonight," I tell you. "Oh?" You don’t look pleased by the prospect. "What then?" An idea has been brewing in my mind, my body, my soul, all day, and I offer you a knowing smile. I see your gaze sharpen, focus more intently on me. "I’d rather stay home and fuck you." You draw in a startled breath. "My way," I go on, "My rules." I feel your cock twitch beneath my head, and I c...
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| Swinging | 2006-01-12 | 8.319 | ||||