A diary snapshot

I liked the way he made love to me
Touching me all over setting me in trance
I liked the way he clenched me with his strong hands
The way he kissed me
With his determined kiss

I loved his blossomed dick
And how we came at the same time when he was behind me.

Today the day is filled with his image
The colorful room
He was in
Today I am high
And I miss him.

Reviews

[Twilight]

That's nice to share, thankyou. In that "colourful" room, perhaps a mirror would have added that little extra something; for you? Then, you could have faced it; whilst he was f*****g you from behind - and appreciated the view?

You mentioned missing him, yes. His image in your mind, and emotional high which he brought you. Temporary, like much else in life; but tantalisingly tempting - and ultimately irresistible.

You climaxed at the same time, as one. I hope that you remember how it felt, for much longer; and continue to make the most of life's days & nights....

[a_methyste]

It was a very pleasant experience and I liked the peculiar way this guy made love.

[Twilight]

Aha. Tell me more, if you like. Did he pace his thrusts? Thrust at an angle, or maybe rotate his pelvis in order to grind his c**k inside you?

[Twilight]

It seems to have been very sensual too, from reading what you have described.

[a_methyste]

Yes it was very sensual.