Mar...
She comes, to your house. Delight engulfs you.
She's very beautiful and you plan to add a count to your prowess, so you call it.
She seldom comes, so you think today an opportunity, other times she looks like not into you. But today, all your plans has work so far. So she's complying, other times has never gone so far, you vow not to loss such opportunity, so you call it. You will add her to your prowess, so you call it.
Hurriedly, you think of nothing, Hurriedly, like a thirsty dog sips water with its tongue .
You thrust,
Deep
Deep
Deeper,
She moans, her sound gives you delight, you grin!
It is through a side opening, you reckon she will decline if you unveil all, what do you care, you are in the damn hole. From wherever you entered from and however.
Ouh, ouh, ahh
She moans.
Its so magical, like it beacons to your papa, so your papa thrust deep, deeper. No fear, no restrain, nothing.
Her temple is beseeched, an intruder? Or visitor? You?
She cares less. You grin! Another feat, you think. She goes. So ignorantly.
You already sent messages to your buddies, you did it! Like you won an Olympics title. They can't believe, but they woow!.
14 Months.
You fall sick. The man on coverall white and large ear phone strapped round his neck tells you its something incurable. But he sounds like a preacher, he is just a doctor. You cry, bitterly, so bitterly. You make wishes, but its too late. It all started that day, she was never pure, a carrier?. You were too fast, so fast you forgot your senses, sharp guy?
You return home, the Olympics medal is strapped with a baby on her back, haggard, dirty, almost old. They too have the incurable something. Your lives has just begone.
KUDOS!!
