Written by Feathers.
Scot looked at me for a while and them continued eating.
“Won’t you answer my question?” I asked, I wasn’t feeling like eating anymore.
I want him to tell me how he feels exactly about me.
“What do you want my answer to be?” He asked.
“Be sincere, Scot, do you love me?” I asked with a very serious look.
He sighed and lowered his head, then looked at my face.
His mouth opened like he wanted to speak but it closed back.
He continued eating.
I dragged the food away from him.
“Tell me, Scot, do you love me?” I asked.
“I…yes, I do.” He replied and we stare into each other’s face for a while then we lock up into a passionate kiss.
The kiss grew deeper that I used a hand to placed the plates of food that was on the bed to the floor.
He made me lã-Y and ensured I was at the center of the bë-D.
He yanked off his clø—-Thës and and helped me remø—–VE mine, he placed his hand on my bare b—–St and began to plãy with it as he ki–ssed me.
He placed his mø-Uth on my nï——plē and began to sù—–K it passionately.
He then centered his d—!k on my p—-Y.
“Are you sure you wan-t this?” He asked.
“But….” I said and touched his d—–!k.
I noticed that it was as hard as rø—-ckkk.
“Thought you said you were impø-tent?” I asked.
“I got healed today.”He repliex and we both chuckled.
I nodded for him to go ahead and he pu-shed it in slowly, the thr;ùst was païnful, he pù—lled out slowly but thrü—-Sted in again.
After a while, he broke through whatever is not making his d—–!k go in deep.
I felt like a scale fell of my p—–Y. I guess he had just deflō-wered me.
He them grabbed my two b—–St and began to f—–!k me h@-rd.
The big head is so good in f—–!kïng and I really enjoyed it.
” Hãrder?” I requested and he pü—-Llêd out and made me turn to him.
“let’s do dō–ggy?” He said and spånk my @-Ss as I turned to him
He began to f—-!k me hard from bë-hind.