Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that leers,This mottled nose, protruding ears:A prison grown large to restrainThis sweet and. I give it a few long slow strokes and I’m ready to go, but we aren’t at that particular stage yet. I satisfy myself by sliding the head over the curve of your ass and then between your cheeks. I then slip into your tight hole but only to wet the head and both our appetites. Then I pull out your pussy and replace my cock with two fingers. You like my long thick fingers. Sure you like having your clit rubbed, licked and sucked but you sure do enjoy being finger-fucked. At first I slide them in. She said, "Thought it might take the edge off, so drink up sweetie." Andshe plopped down on my couch.I began "Sarah...I really am sorry fo-" She held up a hand and stopped me."No, we are not going to go there Andy, at least not yet." She gestured"Sit."I sat. "Here it comes..." I thought.Sarah looked around again and remarked, "I imagined your place would beat least a little more feminine feeling...this is...very 'guy'...and kind of'sanitized'. "I groped for a response..."Well, um...yea, I am.Read More
