September 2
I answered his kisses. The feeling of running out of time made everything wild, passionate and so impatient. The elevator going down, this sudden getting caught in a wild moment… His hands… I felt one on my back first, on my skin, the other one under my skirt. It made me so hot! He took of my shirt, I pulled at his shirt and the buttons jumped of. They crashed to the floor. I already felt his hand in my briefs while I was trying to get his jeans of as soon as possible.
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He
was só hard. Our arms and hands lost their way in the hurry. My briefs
where torn apart when I stepped on it with my foot. I opened my legs. What
I felt was hot, hard, warm… It made me forget everything, and made me
feel everything there is at the same time. How long does it take to get
from the highest floor until the ground floor? The
elevator arrived… The doors opened, but we put on the button to go up once more. We laughed loud and searched our clothes together, or more what was left of them. Now we first really realized that people outside could have seen us. We felt a bit like little children, caught while they where eating out of the jam jar.
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A
nice way of saying goodbye…
