All I could do was mess his hair up while my hands frantically pulled and smoothed his hair, like kneading dough. hqporner “What the hell…I….” I always have something clever or witty to say but what the fuck was I supposed to say? “Yes” I say as I see that he has tattoo’s lining his body. Long theatrical strides seek the taste of us combined. Its anything but human like. He parts my lips, blows and licks. Looking back at me where confused blue eyes and a cute face. He placed his hands on my shoulder. Creating a deep lather, I place it in my hair and close my eyes. He pushes his way into me. I turn around. He places his right hand under my chin and leans in.
