Monday, January 31, 2011

January-My Inaugural Reading

I am a dirty girl. I like to get my hands into things; break a sweat; work towards a purpose. I love to  play in the garden; tending the plants that will nourish my family. Most days I work at a leisurely pace, enjoying the sun and breeze. Other days I work with determination, doing what I can to help the garden grow.
Her cunt is my favorite garden. I plant the seeds of love, hope, passion and contentment deep in her furrows. I am soothed by her warm pulse, matching mine. I thrill at the dirty sounds that fall out of her mouth when I work her garden with my fingers and tongue.  The scent of her fills the air in the same way fresh turned soil drifts along the breeze.


My favorite thing to do in her garden is the rain dance. Truthfully, it isn't a dance at all. I wrap my arms up under her thighs and bury my face in her juicy folds. I glide all the surfaces of my face into every nook and cranny, leaving nothing untouched. I fuck her pussy with my tongue and lap at her lips, like they are the fountain of youth. I dive in, leaving all thought of breath behind me. I die a little bit when I love her this way and she revives me, the earth shaking and the rain falling. She revives me, allowing me to catch the rain on my tongue and drink deeply from her well. I am revived and grateful for another growing season of love, hope, passion and contentment.