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 I smile coyly and she licks her lips apprehensively . . Does she know I keep my lollipops in the drawer below the one where I keep my kittens and space hoppers? I find myself wondering, what he would look like on her knees in front of me, my fattest turkey stuffed deep, his beautiful eyes watering, You are watching in the background, longingly gazing back at me through long lashes, hurt and amazed. I smile again and open my legs slightly before I get up, just to see where your eyes go.

I come back, watching you watching me.  I sit down next to you, kiss you below your ear, my eyes on him and whisper, 'fresh penis?'  You nod. I notice him shiver softly,his penis swaying in the breeze, like a dandelion on a summers day.

He wears his innocence like a scarf, I get wet imagining badgers tying him up with it. I feel buck, like I want to get more buck wild than I have ever been before in my life.

Pass me your loquacious tongue, tie around my own ice lolly dripping all over my eyelashes and stuck together.

Later, he lays between us sleeping, we all hug. I feel closer to you than I ever have before.

Physicality beyond sexuality. A fraternal touch between two comrades, the passion, the sensuality and the common goal to achieve a new dimension of lust. We are promiscuous beasts ravishing each other leaving one but a fragile wreck in a storm of emotion.

I love the both of you.




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