I wouldnt want to be her!

YUCK!!!
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She stood silently..motionlessly. Facing a wooden wall cross, she lowered her eyes and opened her heart. She waited. A smell rose to her nostrils, an essence - familiar yet new - her heart jumped in her chest.. and her mind raced. A smell.. a Man.

He approached her with the grace and stealth of a panther.. Dark.. mysterious.. ominously calculating. In spite of her efforts, her breath quickened. She tried desperately to keep control of her body. It was no longer hers.

He did not touch her skin, but instead pushed the hair away from the nape of her neck with one steady finger.. She felt naked. She shuddered, cursing herself for allowing that natural reaction to happen. It betrayed her calm exterior.. and yet, as it revealed her - it released her.. freed her to explore. She smiled.

His breath caressed her neck, never touching her now warm flesh. She wanted desperately to turn.. to face him.. to look away from the base of the cross, where her gaze had been directed.. moments before. She remained still. And she waited.

It felt like an eternity before he touched her skin.. she was so eager to feel his touch against her that she strained the muscles in her back to meet his hands behind her. He pulled away.. retaining the control and revelling in it. She sighed heavily, letting go of some of the pent up energy and the last bit of control. Her shoulders did not fall, but inside she knew she would have to learn patience to gain pleasure and peace.

He kissed her bare neck..scorching it with his lips. Instinctively, she stood perfectly still.. showing him her desire to obey. He was pleased with her position and rewarded her with a touch.. a gentle, firm touch on both shoulders.. pulling her body back and toward his chest.. Her back lay against him.. and he reached around and caressed her breasts.. cupping them.. feeling their weight and examining their softness. She kept her hands still at her sides, eyes lowered and half closed.. and watched as his hands explored her. He pinched. He probed, turning each tit up and dropping it .. then picking it up once more by the pink nipple and let it hang there.. She loved this.

Her sex was moist.. sticky between her parted legs... She felt her arousal growing and deepening.. and as she climbed, she became even more aware of her body.. her feet, her legs, the small of her back, her ribs, her shoulder blades.. every part of her was awake.

He held her nipples.. drawing them up and away from her body and she moaned loudly. He twisted them. He squeezed them. She came. She grabbed his thighs from behind her and bend down from the waist.. trying desperately to remain standing..

Would you enjoy being her? :)