GHOSTWRITER - by Terry Birchwood - get your copy online or pick it up from a Barnes and Noble location.
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ONE - TABBY
“Between your legs, I take my feeding of juices
so sweet and filled with nectar. As we roll on the grounds, our bodies wrap in
tasty spaces. Sipping from your nipples, standing at attention, tapping on, and
brushing, my hungry moist mouth. Hands reaching for warm places as sweet
melodies escape our sexually charged voice boxes. Feeding on memories, so
sweet, and equally possessed by your essence.
Ghostwriter”
I could not help but ache in that special place, as I
read the email. Star had a way of making me feel as if she was wrapped around
me at this instance. I imagined her breath on my neck as she moved in closer to
deliver her soft lips on my shoulder. I felt her hands as she reached down to
stroke my hips into a slow, seductive dance of passion. All I could do was throw
my head back, reach behind me, and pull her closer to me.
Her scent became my air as she whispered sweet
melodies into my ear. She slowly reached around to my stomach and lifted my
skirt as if she were unfolding a precious gem with such gentleness, steadiness,
and anticipation. Her hand found its way to my playground, pulsating and
craving the touch of her warm fingers. She unfolded my soft skin and began to
touch the moist mound that awaited her stroke. “You feel delicious.”
