imi lipseste…

…felul sau brutal de a ma dezbraca si arunca in pat, urmate de furia si pofta cu care se repezea asupra mea.
imi prindea carnea cu mainile sale mari si puternice si ma strangea. ma durea… imi lasa vanatai… imi placea…
ma prindea de par si ma musca. de buze, gat, ceafa, talie, sani. tzipam… de excitare…

ma penetra. hotarat, animalic, dureros, placut…

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imi lipsesc momentele de dupa, cand stateam inerta, tzinand capul la pieptul sau, ascultandu-i bataile inimii, si simtzind muschii vii si tari, sub pielea perfect intinsa.
stateam, si-mi pipaiam buzele umflate si sangerande. orice miscare, pana si o simpla incordare, era dureroasa si asociata cu momentele de extaz.

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imi lipseste totul, imi lipseste el.

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