Based on "Sahra Cynthia Sylvia Stout" by Shel SilversteinRodger Roberto Ricardo RoyWould not dress up as a boy!He'd brush his teeth and comb his hair,Scrub the dishes, sweep the stairs,In every way a wondrous joy,He just refused to dress like a boy.A pair of jeans? ... not a chance!He'd wear a skirt, but never pants.Wearing sneakers? ... he. I was there in no time. I didn't need penetration or anything else. Just his tongue and the sight of him. He didn't tease and he didn't stop. He trapped my thighs with those very large hands and licked at me until I climaxed, crying out. I think it was some jumbled version of his name. He kissed back up my body while I shuddered and gasped and tried to regain my senses. He didn’t give me the chance. He dragged me to him across the counter, pulling my legs around him, pulling my arms around him,.Read More
