witchywoman2012: Looking to meet people and make friends
My Details
- I am: 51 yr-old woman seeking man, 44-53
- Located in: new britain, Connecticut, USA
- Last online: Online over 1 month
- Height: 5' 11" (180 cm)
- Body Type: Curvy
- Hair Color: Light Brown
- Eye Color: Green
- Ethnicity: White/Caucasian
- Education: Some College
- Religion: New Age
- Occupation: Writer / Journalist
- Income: ---
- Smokes: Socially
- Drinks: Socially
- Marital Status: Widowed
- Has kids: Yes, they live with me
- Wants kids: No, but welcome yours
- Sign:
Gemini
More About Me
A touch of skin soft and slippery, With the hint of hint of sweat. We fought our resistance beneath the cool sheets, As the wind flowed from the window above us. Eyes met briefly and begged for the chance, To abandon all of our uncertainties. You began your work on my lips, Probing gently as if drawing sex, From a deep well of longing and need. Then heated tongues met in the midst, Of hot and quickening breath. And greedily we drank the wine of our lusts. Then intoxicated with those spirits, Our clothes found resting place on the floor. Piece by piece, Until there were no hiding places, For the two glistening and wanting bodies. Hunger revealed. As the floor became the stage. You moved atop of me easily, And lowered yourself gently. Kissing me as I was filled with you. As a gasp broke the kiss, Your hands stroked the stray strands, Away from my forehead, then became entangled. Our slow rhythm gave way, To urgent and demanding thrusts of passion, As I arched my body for your comfort, And you threw me into ecstasy, With the strength of your blows. You left me screaming and soaked, In oblivion again and again, As you growled my name from the back of your throat, And our bodies both demanded more, Each giving to the other, High on the fluids of foreign substance. I grasped, then released you, Grasped then released you, In effort to relieve you of your control. The taste of your skin between my lips, Was like no other. To hear your cry of mercy, When my teeth met your warm skin, Was more breathtaking than you knew. Yet I still released the control to you. As you wound your hands in my hair, And pulled until the flesh on my neck was taut, You moved with one final and breaking blow, Forcing our way to the peaks of bliss, Leaving our screams to echo on like battle cries. I welcomed the weight of you to crush me, As you collapsed on top of me, Still hot and burning, And I glowing like an ember, Casting a welcome light, Should you seak my gifts again.
More About my Match
Positive supportive attitude. Fun spontaneous and adventurous is a definate plus.
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