The Hungry Woman Lah!

The sexual tension deepens. | Jan 04th 2007

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Mr Ons and i have been meeting up for casual lunches, dinners and drinks. Nothing serious, and we have stopped all naughty business. Unfortunately the sexual tension keeps building up between us. I would tingle when he brushes his hand against me as he tries to shield me away from the angry crowd when we’re in town, from when our hands accidentally touch each other when reaching for the bill. Innocent touches yet not very innocent at all. We stopped having sex because I didnt want to feel like a whore, having sex with someone in which i’m not having a relationship with. But why do i really feel like jumping him? I want to tear off his clothes, to kiss him from the top of his head till his toes, to caress his lovely penis, to biting the tender part of his neck and riding him, with his mouth suckling one of my tits and caressing the other with his other hand.

Damn. I feel like a horny bitch. Must stop such sinful thoughts. This sucks.