150 ; [Happiness?]

Quote (via:mdre)

Cold water flowing throughout our bodies. I push you up against the side of the pool. I grind up on your body, caressing my hands down your spine. I feel you shiver has my hand lurks closer to your clit. Was it enough for 1 finger? I thought no. 2 fingers? Not enough. I sort of guessed 3 was just right. You told me I was good. I had talent with my fingers. I gave you what you wanted. Slowly rubbing. I knew just where to hit your sweet spot. You getting pretty rough. Scratches to my back, slowly grinding down on me. Your breasts hardening from all the wetness as I nibble on them. I make you beg. Head tilted back in disbelief. Was this really happening? Was I really getting it on with you. I couldn’t stop and think. My focus was on just making you happy. Nothing else mattered at that point.

Inch by inch, thrust by thrust. Quicker and deeper as I slowly go in. I picked up the pace. I hear the sexual tones go through one hear then out the other. Your mouth spelling out my aim as I start give you deep breaths for rest. For the time being I knew I was happy. Being with you at that moment made my life rotate full circle. I could say, I smiled. You made me happy.