Erotic diary entry.

I previously released this and I want to do it again today.

She had wrapped her thigh around my back and ass, holding me in her and squeezing me tight. I had come in her deep and hard and good, and her leg was wrapped around me, holding me inside of her. She was getting all the drops, looking up at me. She said, you like to possess me. She had her skirt up. Her face was flushed. She had been saying no no no she knew that I would like it when she did, and I did like to possess her. It had turned me on being on top of of her. Well she said no. Her pussy is so wet. Her legs feel smooth, my hands squeezing her shoulders. I liked the way my fingers felt the way her skin came between my fingeringers. I loved putting my whole hand across her face, seeing her face through my fingers. I liked running my hands across her jawbone and squeezing her face. She looked so cute with her cheeks. squeezed.

Reading an erotic text she sent :

My back is so warm, but my hands on my back feels even warmer. My back is so warm, but your hands on my back feel even warmer burning. My skin burns wet with your sweat. 
Your weight is on me yet you are moving. My ass is shivering. My cheeks are shaking like your chains, shifting and repositioning, swinging and dangling and banging into quietly. 
Your cock is warmer still, but I am warmest in my inner panther mouth, white teeth, glistening smooth the lining of my vagina as the black fur of the panther bigger than big it's a massive boulder is you under me and over me and in me your hands, your hand are big heavy paws, one on my neck as a cat, wandering, resting, and waiting to see what happens what moves I move I pull you in my cheekbones call you in deeper. My black panther tail curls around your neck, pushing the gold chains aside, smooth around your warm skin and hold you tight you mine like a mum cat lifts her kitten by biting its neck and lifting it. I lift you your eyes close and go someplace. 
I take you that I don't know where it is and you purr together with a panther and roar and run so fast across the savannah in the grass whisps your thighs and my nails cut like sharp grass and the panther under me tenses its muscles to leap. It's a giant contraction ready to explode. It curls its lips back over its crystal shaped teeth and I see its tongue. 
I lick it. It's smooth on the underside. I like it. 
I put my whole head under it and my whole upper body only my bottom is sticking out and you turn me around lift my legs up and press your body into the panther's mouth and kiss me in the wet darkness and we fuck and we fuck

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