she was a Benz
howd he get so lucky
her friend
also a Benz
they were
lovers
Benz One said of B
Two
when BTwo strolled erotically over her
feet didnt touch the ground he intended to ask
but
when she arrived they kissed deeply passionately
he was aroused
breaking their embrace BTwo said Hey Dude.
after Halloween he hadnt cut his hair or goatee yet Vegas
happened
he
met BOne on the rooftop bar she had
approached himhad to buy him a White Russian Wait for my girlfriend to get a load of you.
she pointed her out across the bar brilliant radiant against the now unfocused unfocusable skyline she
was chattingup two women across the rooftop from them
You’re her
favorite cinema character.
She
may want to fuck you. Not fantasise but . . Fuck. You.
he chuckled thought the alcohol might be
talking
Youll
forgive me Id try her on for size
She decides to try you on, we’re
joined at the hip.
Up . . . for that?
Die an go to
Heaven
breaking their clinch BOne
whispered into BTwos ear lascivious grins
she said Dude, care to have
drinks in our room?
Id love to
he took a breather couldnt keep up
they touched himstroked his chest arms legs cock when they could
he wasnt ignored
was an accessory
he went for water
stood at the foot of the bed sipped it
admired their beautiful asses breasts pussies spines
shoulders throats legs feet
set the glass down
time to get back in the game Gimme some room
entered them amid humoured
soft giggles erotic mews
Benzs
reggaefriday, 13 9.
24
0941, reggaefriday,
25 10. 24
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