Loving

Three men sat, as evening lapsed into night. The laughter and babble of the bar slowly fell away and a pleasant breeze hissed throgh the palms.

They shared the same ashtray, and the conversation inevitably found the bedrock of womanhood.

The Frenchman tapped his pack of Gauloises and offered...

"My friends. We have the love of the woman...Her passion, her body...How do We, the Man, lift her to the high of the orgasm?"

..."My Nicolle. I take her in my arms and lay her silken form on the divan.

...I drop the petals from the rose uopn her chest and thighs.

...I slowly...Poof...poof...Blow them across her body...And my lady, in the spasm, you say...Hovers ...one centimeter from the satin sheet!"

The Italian, leaning his head back onto the back of his chair, gazes at the stars.

"The act of the Loving...Almost too powerful for the words. My Sophia. As my Ducati rounds the mountain road...I smell the scent of her skin in the mind...I see her hanging the washing in the thin, white dress and her bronze flesh burns it to the nothing!

I can do nothing but rip her bodice away and we fall gasping into the shade of the tree. I Knead the juices of the forest fruit into her bucking body. We silently scream each others name and she floats above the flowers in ecstasy...

"Chrizzt Guys...You certainly know how to party!"

Whispers the Aussie.

"Only the other week. I got home from a night out with the lads... The Sheila was tucked up beneath the sheets, as the aircon roared full blarst. As i dropped my jeans, me old man fell out and saw the contours of her fat, fit arse!

Well, like you guys. Happiness is an empty sac!

I rolled the beaut onto her ruddy chest and gave the dog a good pounding!

I was up to my nuts in guts when she awoke, screaming "What in Hevvens!"

Well, in the passionate embrace I BLEW MY LOAD!

As I wiped me dick on the curtains...

SHE HIT THE BLOODY CEILING!