IF THESE WALLS COULD TALK
Twisted silhouettes of intense love making dance across us as we watch the labored breathing of these two lovers that couldn’t be seen by all.
The candles are not the only thing a flame from the fire that these two have lit, now if we could only tell you just keep it down a little bit.
As walls we are privileged to see a love scene in the making like we were given eyes, as the arch of her back pointed her nipples toward the sky.
We blush as the moans of passion echoed through the place, while the looks of satisfaction glowed on each of the lover’s face.
Her screams got louder and the pitch of his moans matched her voice, these lovers couldn’t stop if they wanted to even if they had a choice.
The neighbors are a little unhappy as upon us they start to pound, when they really should be grabbing a mate for their own piece of the action while they enjoyed the sound.
As walls we tried to hold in your excitement but we can’t take it anymore, we are so sorry that we failed you because the cops are now knocking at your door.
By Lashann Roberts
© 2013