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There are sometimes when only a Cream Pie will do  

rm_SwordofWords 71M
16 posts
9/5/2007 5:31 pm
There are sometimes when only a Cream Pie will do


I'm sitting at my fav. bar gazing at Kim. She's so cute with those spikey heels that just makes her butt look yummy. Her dark hair carressing her shoulders that faintly hide that little prky nose.
I smile a her. I nod.
She shakes her head, and smiles back, returning the gesture. I smile, nod. She smiles, and nods.
Then her eyes look up and she...smiles! This was not just an ordinary smile. This was seductive. This was erotic in its own way. Capturing

Moments back in time: Me: Ya know I think it would be fun to have a<b> cream pie </font></b>fight. Three Stooges style. Ya smile. They smile...er wondering what the hell yer up to...."

She saunders up to me in the only way a pair of great shoes can do...that glorious ass(one of the best in the universe...next to yngwyomingswingers, that is)swaying in the...you know these could f*ck your face off at ten paces...sway.
On the other side of the bar, she gazes into my ice blue sink a ship eyes, flutters hers and smiles. I flutter mine and....

S P L A T! Cream Pie! Fantasy Fulfilled!
I smile, wiping peepholes so I can see her laughter so sweet an orgasm could be made of it.
I chase her around the bar, customers gawking at the white dripping off my face like a bad money shot in an old 80's porn video. She, laughing so hard she could no longer run. I catch up to her and hug her and kiss her neck. Sharing the passion of the pie. Then as a gruffy old customer stares at me. Us. I look at him, "What are YOU looking at? and I take a handful and dlip it into his from pocket. His scowls turns into a heady laughter and now he is chasing me, with an occassional stop and fling and the nearest gal in his way.
There are times when nothing but a<b> cream pie </font></b>will take care of.
Sword -)-----

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