Mr__International Why do we buy what we want, but struggle for what we need? Get your priorities in order black people! - June 21, 2012 add/view comments (0)

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Im here to network, chat, for friendship, etc..... I work hard, and love to play(upside down pineapple) even harder. Im 6'3", born in Little Rock but raised in Detroit prior to going to the military. In my freetime I enjoy any and EVERYTHING relating to BASKETBALL, reading, writing, listening to quality music, traveling, and anything spontaneous that peaks my interests at the time. I enjoy being unique in any way that I can. I have never been the kind to be comfy with blending in, or following the masses. Other than that, just ask anything else that you may want to know. I can also be reached on yahoo/yahoo mess (bigteddy3308)

Midnight Storm

As the lightning strobes across the midnight sky, I passionately kiss your luscious lips, caress your shapely body, and hug your voluptuous hips until it drives you totally insane. As the rain rapidly descends, I aggressively strip away all of your clothing while licking all of you from your earlobes to your toes, and calling you every dirty erotic thing besides your name.

With the warmth of the engine against your back, and the coolness of the rain dancing against your beautiful body, we are creating a brand new experience and taking your mind, body, and soul to another place. I willingly journey southbound to go on an oral G-spot scavenger hunt, allowing my hands to reach up to tune into Tokyo, with the expressions of pain, pleasure, and ecstacy filling your face.

While under nature's fury I turn you over, licking and nibling you from the spot behind your knees up to the base of your neck, sending your body into a frantic shake and shiver. Once I grab you by your hair and repeatedly slap you where the good Lord split you, I pull myself into you over and over uttering words of ownership of the new found territory that I have just entered, causing your body to quake and quiver.

As our seconds become minutes and our minutes into hours, you continually reach out for objects that are nonexistant, I find myself performing my own version of an exorcism as you speak in tounges never once heard. As the tempo increases and becomes more vigorous, we hold on to each other for dear life, chanting each other's names, and simultaniously our bodies begin to spasm uncontrolably with us not being able to speak a single word.

With our breathing labored, minds dazed, and our physical beings totally fatigued, we collapes upon the wet metal, kissing each other gently while holding each other as the rainstorm receeds. During the afterglow we dont exchange a single phrase, the expression on your face tells me that this is exactly what you wanted, but your body tells me in more ways than one that this was everything that you needed.

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