Based on "A Dialogue between the Soul and Body" by Andrew MarvellSOUL: Oh, who can from this bear releaseA flowered soul who knows no peace?This meaty hand, this bulging arm,This weedy face which knows no charm,This hairy foot, this eye that leers,This mottled nose, protruding ears:A prison grown large to restrainThis sweet and simple, gentle brainWhich longs with every coarse heartbeatSurroundings dainty and petite.BODY: Who says that I'm some jail. Andthen she turned her hand and obviously began rubbinghis hard cock. I was still consumed by jealousy, but Ihad such a hard-on that I was afraid I was going tomake a huge mess in my pants. I actually reached downand squeezed just below the head of my cock, trying tocut off the inevitable. Suddenly, the song ended, and they returned to the bar.Maura finished off her drink, then gave him a long wetkiss, running her hands all over his upper body,finally pulling his hand inside her blouse to. One day I gone to her House and as usual she was watching T.V and her husband was gone out of town on some office work. I thought of touching her on that day. I decided 2 do it I came to T.V room and sit beside her and watching T.V with her, She laid for comfort her legs are touching my butt’s and she start shaking her legs, by which I decided 2 do it. I put my hand on her thighs, she thought it is common 2 every body, I started 2 move my hands 2wards up…she got me intension and said it is not.Read More