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The Pineapple Pit Stop
The Pineapple Pit Stop The Pineapple Pit Stop - Chapter One Her kisses were barbed wire --- No, scratch that.....her kisses were RUSTY barbed wire, dipped in honey hatch chili sauce. Her breath...eloquent; At times not kindly so. But her taste......ahhhhhh.... Her taste More often than not there was Pineapple. not sure why. I never saw her touch it. But, if I licked her shoulder Nibbled my way down her ribs Kissed my way across the small of her back There it was.....Pineapple. Fine. A sweet cream and cinnamon spot nestled snuggly beneath each earlobe offered dessert on more than one occasion. The pina colada mint trail amongst the small hairs across the back of her neck a sublime riposte to the urgency with which she clutched my ass. She was not a patient one.... No Have you ever been driving your car fast as hell through the mountains JUST to discover you had no brakes? Pissing your pants... Praying GOD will let you live Driving like you've NEVER DRIVEN BEFORE You reach the bottom alive.... (Holy Crap!) And you stare at the car. You stare at the mountain. You stare at the dark stain running down your leg. You search the clouds in wonder..... And turn around and do it again. Making love with her was JUST like that. |
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