LEMON MERINGUE PIE - PART TWO
♤ May 18th♤ Saturday, about 08:05am♤
Fuck!
My lips were tingling with need, my eyes closed, I didn't know what to expect..but I did want, desire to feel a softness land on my lips and merge with them.
Fuck, I wasn't thinking!
He smells so good.
I was so eager to kiss him and let all the experience I worked so hard garnering to pour into the kiss. Here's me saying clichè stuff again- but time seemed to stop as our lips lightly brushed each other, but not enough to get an adequate feel, just a tease of the receptors.
Both of us unbelieving and I believe nervous as well, y'alls my heart was thumping like the hoofs of a race horse..that's what you call them right? Hooves? And in this state of greediness, of wanting to savor the moment, we
