Cigarette Time

This blog is for the sex, and sex only.
The sensual and pleasurably spine-tingling touches, and the smack my ass grab my hair and rule me moves. This is where the panties were dropped an hour ago.
The mood is ripe for the picking, and the feelings are overdue. Twist your body to match the shrewdness of your mind. Polish your saddle to perfection. Make it the perfect grip for your every twist and turn imaginable, whether you decide to move that way or not. Once the saddle is readied, you hop on, glued into place from initial sticking. Polishing the saddle created the perfect opportunity for a ride to be had. Not just a puny little test drive, but a 200 mile an hour rush from New Hampshire to the Key West; Nonstop. Make sure you fill up where necessary, for this ride will be too good to take unnecessary breaks. Turn off your cell phone, your palm pilot, your GPS navigation system, and your radio blasting, for the neighbors will know his(or her) name ;P.
While on this ride you want to have both hands bleeding while gripping the wheel; yes this vehicle(no car can do this alone) has two steering wheels! Each turn will be stiff, so the tighter the grip the better. The gear you should be in is 7; yes this vehicle is a special brand, and its name is anything you choose it to be. The seat, just as the saddle, should perfectly cradle your every desired movement, especially when you decide to shift and try a new direction.
Make sure the music is set to a playlist that will make every feeling last a lifetime of a second, and able to pull at the very fibers of your loins. The overall theme of the ride should rock the boat of your entire experience. And should have 12 types of plays to choose from. 6 for your partner, and 6 for yourself; both of you should have it your way.
Once in the south your ride should get a bit wilder, as the road gains in width. The saddle will be able to rocker faster, harder, smoother, tastily rattling your innerbeings to perfection. This feeling should last until the end of your trip, for the juices should be reproducing enough fuel to last for a session of loving each other long time.
The soundtrack of the south is fast and precise. Get your Gatorade for, and prepare to ride the jeep into the sunset, for the afternoon is done. This is the part where handling what each other has to offer is in full affect.
Trash-talking, squeezing, gripping, smacking, grabbing, and slinging is a must, as the stamina of a magnum lifestyle begins to toot it's horn. You gurgle and snarl, drool and moan, shriek and squeal, all types of freaky shit. All the things you've wanted to do is coming out, a.k.a your little freak. But make sure some pace is put on it, for the slow winding is the best part of the party.
Once in Florida your destination is vastly upon you. You're still in love with the fact that your partner is still going in strong, so you're returning the favor, and it seems like you're both ready for this. The Key West!
You just proved that you can do it anywhere, and collapsed in each others' must. Once the composure is regained, the honey comes out for some of its own personal love and TLC. Your partner looks over to you as you squeeze the sugary sweet goddess on his/her stomach with a glance saying "you read my mind."