helping you rise to the occasion when you get home
Friday, September 11, 2009
halves
(start) You look down at me, watching me writhe. My body looks like it's just two perfect halves, coming together around your pole, hugging you with mounds and hips and my waist. Your grip on me tightens fiercely. (continued...)
I'm your wife. I post occasionally to stroke your imagination. Nothing here is meant to trigger your company straight-lace alert. It's only meant to trigger us. (I'll have to monitor comments just to keep it clean enough to be Work Safe)
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