Missing you..., a short story by Alt.Knight. Date added: 2011-04-08. Times viewed: 3605.
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- Intro: What is a man to do?
When I close my eyes and think of you
There isn’t much else any man would do
I find my fingers wandering down below
And taking down my zipper nice and slow
They reach inside and take a firm tight grasp
A pleasure that would make all grown men gasp
I free the fulsome beast that there resides
And stroke my fingers slowly up it’s sides
I feel it’s throbbing pulsing urgency
And know just what wants/demands of me
I wrap my long cool fingers round the shaft
And slowly move my hand both fore and aft
I feel the pleasure surging through my veins
The memory of your body there remains
To reignite those passions that you brought
My heart and mind so nearly over wrought
As faster now my stroking does become
The swollen head is teased with aid of thumb
My moaning breath the only sound to hear
As onward rushing orgasm draws near
When with a strangled aching swallowed cry
My surging passions/needs I satisfy
My beating heart and breathlessness subside
Until once more my Angel’s by my side.
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