Wednesday, February 13, 2008
50 words - Alone
Miraculously we had the whole tube carriage to ourselves. I relished the sticky feeling of her bright red lipstick around my mouth, knowing I looked like I'd just bitten into a juicy, ripe cherry. My hand between her thighs, we rolled into the brightly lit discomfort of King's Cross station.
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Which train was it? looking forward to take it now... ^^
i suddenly feel hungry
*slurp*
You're putting it on too thickly if it's sticky. Take a tissue as well as the lippy next time, and blot!
Hehe. But if she blots, I don't get to look like I've eaten a box of juicy cherries...
Mmmm. Delicious.
How's things? Been a while...
I've always wondered if men liked absorbing lipstick. On the lips, I mean. I know they like it elsewhere. ;)
tasty, indeed.
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