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BETTER THAN AN EXPLOSION
Ten years, Ten years he waited for me.
It was a moment. A time when I knew but was scared to accept.
Kisses, hugs, feeling beautiful.
His arms around my waist, stroking up and down my legs.
Ten years. Ten years I went through men and others waiting for this moment,his manhood sliding inside me slowly.
Ten years. Ten years.
He longed to kiss me, to run his fingers across my nipples electrifying them with his touch.
Ten years. Ten years.
He remembered my touch, that night, the club, my hands on his pole as the dancer was going around her pole.
It was once asked of me, ‘If you and he were to ever be intimate or make love, it would be an explosion.” I have to tell you it’s more than an explosion.
After ten years of waiting it’s more than an explosion when I have over twenty orgasms every time we start to touch, not to include the hundred plus every time he’s thrusting deep inside me. Yet he waited for me ten years. Ten years, yes, ten years.
One of my new friends once told me that the best lover she ever had was her dog. She said her dog never ruined her credit, never tried to ruin her, but just loved me unconditionally my friend Bert said.
My friends are my friends because they love me. Yet I have been blessed with a gift from a person who waited for me for ten years. Every time I see him he let’s me know I was worth the wait and always will be. Our times we spend together he shows me life is better than an explosion.
