I'll never forget the day she walked into the bookstore, her..
Added 2020-09-26 01:19:14 +0000 UTCI'll never forget the day she walked into the bookstore, her hair flowing in brown tresses, the blue of her eyes, the curve of her breasts, the sway of her body, head tilted upward, exuding an unapologetic existence. My god she was fucking sexy as hell. I told her as she picked up a rather old book and smelled deeply, "All the best books have that parchment fragrance, it's better than perfume." We would steal away to the blossomed field outside the city, Lovers below the sunflowers above, two so deeply and completely in love. Just us two. Busy life in the city, I was in my thirties now, still working at the bookstore and delving into Dante's Inferno now and then, thinking, "If hell is a place I'm heading for loving, hope it's half as exciting as Dante said." Saturday was a time for lovers, lying naked in the sunflowers the field blossoming with sun-kisssed petals, sun-kisssed breasts of lovers intertwined below the flowers... A splendid nakedness, alone together in the flowers, just us two, Hannah and Laura, Hannah and her lover. When we made love the world was ours alone. Laura kissed my bosom, and pressed her ear against my beating heart, "Hannah my love, my friend." I would gently caress Laura's girldick, soft skin moving below my fingertips, my hand slowly moving from her waist, to her hips, smoothly stroking myhands over Laura's butt, feeling the "whoosh" the tremble of delight that came over Laura's body, a slight smile playing over her lips like the mornings blossoming flowers, dancing in the sunlight, "I love you Hannah." Laura whispered, as all true love is whispered amongst the souls intertwined in deepest passion. "I love you, I love you, I love you..." she kissed my neck and held me in her arms, every heartbeat becoming part of her own. The words "I love you" whispered and reverberated through the air, it made the air dance around us two...
