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stork daddy the first coitus interuptus knocking was because they had wanted to know if we wanted fresh towels. i answered the door sweating wearing only pajama bottoms i had just thrown on. the next time, an hour later was right as i strained my face against her trying to ride her inevitable climax an intense one. i kept going untill the fifth or sixth knock. i got up and smeared enthusiastically my face dry with my arm. as i walked to the door i thought to myself that they should make toothpaste that flavor. this time they had wanted to check the fire alarm. it was getting ridiculous. i was pretty sure they were just telling each other to check room 371. i fully expected another man to come up and say something like...i'm also here to check the fire alarm...i mean...there was a..a..curtain malfunction. this time i'd give them what they wanted...i planned fully to answer the door smeared in chocolate syrup wearing only a tastefully placed dollop of whip cream. or maybe we'd both go to the door together, her astride my hips when i had to sign off for whatever fake service they needed signed off for. 040216
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stork daddy but i returned to bed, and started to go down on her again, because i wanted to taste in from different angles with different rhythms. then i heard a knocking. i looked up and she was laughing and knocking on the headboard herself. 040216
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your guardian angel i see valentine's day was indeed successful. i'm proud of you. 040216
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