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Cliniqua that’s so sweet! And short!!!!Awwww….

Aw Cliniqua! I wanna read what he told her and how she reacted!! Actually, my mind is doing a nice job on it’s own. Great one.

Hey everyone, thanks for the feedback — ya know I was thinking of continuing it — right now I gotta get to work - but I will definitely post up this evening, or maybe before. :-)

# 649 | CLINIQUA thanks….you do really good research on some of your fics….amhartic language…wow….zee, the ethiopian princess….love it….again, thank your!!

# 649 | CLINIQUAhow sweet! i truly hope they are that cute and playful in real life.

That was really sweet and cute little short chapter. Thanks Cliniqua.

this is a work of fiction based solely on my imagination for the enjoyment of BAMZS fans, the irking of fanistons and dedicated to Original jpf…Laying Down Part IXAngelina raked her eyes appreciatively over the prostrate form of her prey. His body was such an plentiful buffet of carnal delights that she had difficulty deciding where to begin. She had fantasized so many times about the ways she wanted to please him and now, having him at her feet, Angelina found herself wishing that she had a thousand mouths so that she could taste all of Brad at once.Brad watched Angelina with hooded eyes. His body was overheated, his skin screaming for her touch. If she didn’t put her hands on him soon, he was going to drag her down and **** her senseless again. His patience wearing thin, he reached out his hand to grab her ankle and was surprised by her sudden movement. She began to stalk him, walking around him in slow circles like a graceful jungle cat on the prowl. Brad felt his erection stiffen as he watched her. He’d never felt more like a piece of meat in his life. He couldn’t wait to be devoured.Like lightning, Angelina swooped down on him, her mane of sable hair sweeping over his torso as she licked a hot, moist path from his navel to his neck. She nipped and bit hungrily at his chin, jaw and cheeks finally discovering his succulent lower lip, drawing it into her mouth deeply, and suckling it gently. Brad put his arms around her and sifted his fingers through her hair, drawing her closer and bringing her body fully down to cover his. She was luscious and warm, her curves fitting his ridges, her scent and softness increasing the intensity of his arousal. He moved to roll her over onto her back, but she stopped him with stiff arms on either side of his chest and her knees firmly planted on either side of his hips. She broke her grip on his lower lip, bit his nose gently and slithered down his body again, kissing and licking greedily as she went.Brad lost himself in the feel of her body against his, her breathing ruffling the faint wisps of hair that covered his skin. She teased his nipples with her tongue then kissed a path down to his navel. She rubbed her face across his belly, her hair tickling his skin provocatively. His heartbeat became heavy and erratic as she teased him. Brad’s erection was almost painful. He held his breath as he waited for the moment when she would finally, mercifully take him into her mouth.Angelina knew what he wanted, why he was bracing himself. She swept her hair repeatedly over his swollen manhood and grinned at his groaning. Finally, she enclosed the burning wet glove of her mouth over him, glorying in the sound of his sharp gasp. She devoured him mercilessly, finally happy to have her craving for his flesh satisfied. She worked her mouth around him with gentle pressure at first, gradually increasing the suction and pace as she continued. Brad began to move his hips, forcing more of himself down her throat, his hands firmly in her hair. Beside himself, Brad heard the grunts and groans coming from his own mouth as if they belonged to a stranger. While Angelina’s torturous feast on his flesh continued unabated, Brad shut his eyes tightly and drove his head deeper into the plush rug beneath him as the pressure of pleasure swelled, crested and threatened to wash away all of his control.Angelina released him before he burst, her taste for his flesh momentarily satisfied and replaced by a deeper craving. The heat within her own core had been stoked steadily by the sound of his expressive grunts and groans and the swell of his member in her mouth. She sat up and looked over his body again. His skin was flushed and moist with perspiration. His muscular abdomen rose and fell quickly with his labored breathing. With her skilled left hand she stroked the magnificent tower of his glistening *****, watching the effect she had on him with pride and satisfaction.Soon, her own arousal spread over her like wildfire. Even under her control, Brad was affecting her as acutely and outrageously as she was affecting him. She needed the profound satisfaction that only his penetration could bring. She mounted him with slow precision, filling herself with him deeply before she began the steady rhythmic rocking of her hips.She fit him so snugly, moved so fluidly that Brad was hard pressed to maintain control. With each undulation she robbed him of reason. His head rocked from side to side, strange strangled sounds of pleasure ripping from his throat as her tight, creamy core milked him mercilessly.Momentarily, Angelina lost her rhythm. She was completely overcome by sensation. She felt the screams building up inside of her again. Bracing herself, she stretched over Brad and placed her hands on his chest. Wild, unhindered orgasmic bullets rifled and rampaged throughout her body releasing her screams into the atmosphere.Brad exploded as Angelina collapsed against him. His heart, his lungs, his stomach all contracted and broke free at once, forcing his seed from his body and leaving him gasping desperately for air.************Soft Indian Ocean breezes wafted over them, cooling Brad and Angelina’s bodies as they sat cuddled together on the cushioned bench of her veranda. The silence between them was profound yet comfortable as they let the natural beauty of their surroundings speak to them of the wonders of life and the blessing of love. The song of the ocean, the flickering of the stars, the perfection of the moon, all spoke to them of all the places they’d travel together, the experiences they would share, the love they would make. In their own thoughts they imagined what they would give to each other, sacrifice for each other, and nothing seemed too great or too small. They clung to each other tightly, sensing the rarity of what was growing between them and the need to protect it and each other. At the same time, they sought each other’s eyes and vowed silently and solemnly to trust each other, grow together and be the fulfiller of the other’s dreams.The End of the Beginning

# 664 | gitane | Holly crap Gitane, not fair, dag on it girl I need a cold shower, or I have to wake up my sleeping hubby, darn it that was way too hot. OK first shower and than wake up hubby….

You know…I’m not a big Jim Carrey fan. As a matter of fact I think that promo for his movie "The Mask" was one of the most annoying movie promos ever. However…I am now going to steal his tag line from that movie…cuz, Gitane…that was SMOKIN’! Woo-hoo! Definitely worth the wait!

HOT! HOT! HOT! Thanks Gitane! So what’s next?!

Sorry, I meant BAMZS!

gitane, you’re gifted with the craft of woven words, emotions, ideas. It takes us to a new dimension of reality so exquisite we all wish it upon ourselves with such intensity. Angie and Brad are the epitome of romantic love gone truly wild once freed from circumstances that no fiction could describe better. It’s real. Surely, you’ve opened windows wide into their intimate consummation unlike any other writer I’ve read. Could be the suspense you crafted in previous chapters. Or the layout of character development so thoroughly, elegantly brought forth. This building of anticipation entangled me in your fanfic early. When this becomes a book, gitane, I want a signed copy! I will need it in hardback cause I’ll probably read it over and over throughout the years. Classic romance never goes out of style, and this story is so undeniably realistic I’m sure I’ll dream these scenes in my sleep for the next two weeks. lolI am serious, though. Lady Gitane, you should submit it for review to your editor. I can imagine them fighting tooth - salon saddled hair - cured,expensive nail.. All flying to get you signed for a first edition. Don’t forget your BAMZS buds, though. And when you’ve found a cool publisher, let me know. (I could use one for prose of personal memoirs :)SO, gitane, you allow many many of us to expand our imaginations, and for that I am indebted to your talented, productive writings for as long as I hold this memory of Angie and Brad’s first romantic encounter. Love it! Love it! LOVE IT! Cheers to the fanfic writers~~ Cheers to Angie and Brad~~Peace to All~~