And then…I wished that I had a marker to blindly write on the floor and walls, words, phrases going through my head, visions spilled in the dark. As I raised up onto my knees and leaned forward I felt the hot knob of his cock against my lips. And then…I wished that I had a marker to blindly write on the floor and walls, words, phrases going through my head, visions spilled in the dark. Then sat in a pregnant silence…waiting. I stood heaving and then shuddered and dripped molten honey at the sound of his knife. And then…I wished that I had a marker to blindly write on the floor and walls, words, phrases going through my head, visions spilled in the dark. I moaned and sucked at him and trembled in my own sparkling orgasm as he filled my mouth with his hot cream. I heard a phone ring and it startled me, but I didn’t make a sound, and I smiled slightly at myself.
