XXX story
MARINA: I remember exactly how and when we made love for the
last time.
ULAY: I remember too, that was unforgettable. You were sooo
good.
MARINA: Yes, you have said that already. (Even now I feel
lonely in that sentence.) It was moody A’dam’s day, rainy, shiny and glamorous
in a silly way.
ULAY: What are you babbling about?
MARINA: I don’t know. Anyway…
ULAY: Anyway?
MARINA: You looked like the saddest man on Earth that day.
ULAY: Really?
MARINA: Yeah, really. Your eyes were blurry, your hands were
little bit shaking, sadness and heavy pathos were pressing your shoulders…
ULAY: Don’t mark with my sorrow by calling it pathos.
MARINA: Besides that, you are vain and disgustingly conformist.
ULAY: Yeah, now I am not good at all. But you have loved me.
You have loved me like you never did before.
MARINA: Yeah, I have, haven’t I.
ULAY: …
MARINA: You fucked me great, despite the sadness.
ULAY: Or maybe because of it… We had an amazing fuck that
day… You were sooo hot.
MARINA: I have been always hot for you.
ULAY: I remember your silky silver dress, the one which is
slipping so easily on the floor, mhmmm…
MARINA: You didn’t let me finish making dinner, you just
took me there, in a
kitchen, next to the wall… And later we did it again on my
small bed. I
remember one your cute pose.
ULAY: Which pose?
MARINA: I am shy to describe it, the one in which you remind
me of a young pony who is moving backward…
ULAY: Omg…
MARINA: It looks very very sexy and you provoke me to do
that special thing to you again and again…
ULAY: Stop please.
MARINA: Why?
ULAY: This is not ok, not now.
MARINA: I know…
I am not fair, am I.
So, how could I end the story?...
ULAY: You start things, and then you don’t know how to
finish.
MARINA: You are right. Then, I’m just gonna leave it
unfinished.
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