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Date Posted: 05:51:16 07/07/02 Sun
Author: Flaming Rose
Subject: � Passion�
In reply to: Alycone 's message, "�Rush�" on 15:13:08 07/01/02 Mon

�The Femme of Hell's Flames stands quietly as her masculine mounts her. As he slides himself inside, her muscles grow stiff and rigid, a reaction to the slight pain she feels. She relaxes as she grows accustomed to the feeling of her lover pressing into her untouched flesh. She allows him to take her to new points of passion, allows him to make her experience new feelings.�

�As her presses deeper into her passage, she can feel like what is a warm bubble building in the pit of her stomach, building bigger and bigger. At the feeling she closes her eyes, allowing the rush to take over, to seize hold of her entire body.�

�She snorts slightly as her body rocks forwards with the thrusts of her masculine. Her muscles begin to relax and constrict as a feeling that she has never felt builds deep inside of her. Like climbing to the tip of a mountain.. Within a few more thrusts she has reached the top peak and has began the thrilling descente downwards.�

�She opened her eyes just as she felt her masculines muscles quiver with more anticipation and his speed picks up slightly. She nickers as she can feel him coming the same way she just went.�

�The feeling released from him, as he gave one final press into her flesh was like a bubble of warm water being burst from within - a warm rush. The warm bubble seems to spread throughout her entire body- its like a soft, electric current that slightly shocks her.�

�Flaming Rose closes her eyes and savours the final feeling of passion and pleasure that her masculine allows her to recieve from this moment. She nickers to her masculine than sighs lightly, allowing final rushes to go through her body.�

�Her firey muscles quiver as she shakes from slight tiredness. Trying to rid herself of the quivering she shakes. Shaking, she realizes that they are no longer "attatched" ton oneother, and she slowly turns to face him. She nuzzles him, flicking her tassle as a fresh breeze blows them, sending chills over the sweat dampended bodies.�

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