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Porn as Art
Porn as Art I was surprised at how open she was to sharing herself with me. We talked for hours at the café, ordered some biscotti, talked some more. It was getting late, and dark. It gets dark so early this time of year. We held hands in the car as I drove her home. She attacked me in the kitchen, her tongue forcing it's way inside my mouth, her hand down the front of my jeans. I took her face in my hands, reciprocated. She responded by leading me to her bedroom. We took our time undressing each other, slowly, methodically, seductively. My penis throbbed with excitement, the head sticking out of my briefs. She took it in her hand, milked it. I pulled her panties off, and she was naked in front of me. "Where would you like me?" I asked. "I'll show you some options", she said, "and you can decide." "What if I want your mouth?", I said. "What if I want yours?" she said. "Besides, my mouth is a given." She turned around and bent over, reached behind her, spread her buttocks. I noticed she still had her bracelet on. I found it exciting, erotic. I knelt behind her, leaned forward, kissed what I could. She sighed. "That's what I'm talking about", she said. ![]() |
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