Fears

1130 Words

Max This haunted house trip was the most thrilling experience of my life. It had nothing to do with the haunted house itself. It had everything to do with her. She would intermittently jump on me or cover her face or squeal or hide behind me. She looked adorable, but I was more focused on her touch. Her touch was driving me crazy. It was so much more thrilling, addictive. The more I got the more I wanted. And I wanted her so bad... She is all over me. I try my best to keep cool. But this woman sure knows how to push me to that breaking point. And I was ready to cross that line right now, especially after our talk earlier. Once we finish at the haunted house, we walk to the car. I watch her ass sway from side to side. I need her. So much. We reach the car. She goes to reach for the

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