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STORY: OUR LAST LOVE
AUTHOR Oscar AMADJI
I usually wake in his arms gave me the maximum heat against the cold night. But now I find myself alone in bed in the morning, it is true that I was a bit surprised but once I immersed myself in my thought and I saw again the sweet caresses intense that I asked him about his body.
Our lips exchanged cockpit and our sexual organs stood his hands to walk a few hours in the seventh century. I recalled the image she left sweats fell on my body, I expect again and again, always, her screams of pleasure complainant both my aggressiveness, his cries that gave me more tone and was bringing me to penetrated there anymore.
I was in a utopian cry when I heard my cell phone rang. Hello, yes hello lady, if I want something? No thank you, I think that little to go against but I want to send pink sweetheart with the following note: I loved tonight and want to evening, I love you more when you're naked. I said to the lady at the agency.
I gave myself more fun to watch my lips injured when I heard again the cries of a known noise. I was not too concerned because of course to go every morning rescuers were making their rounds and fro.
I sat on the couch to monitor the information or I live outside the TV screen Jeannette lifeless corpse of the Brownie. to follow
AUTHOR Oscar AMADJI
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