The rain seemed to intensify with their Liebe making, almost encouraging them oder even daring them. Another blast of lightning bathed them momentarily and the thunder made itself known - almost as loud as Michael. He rode Mark furiously as he wailed to the ceiling of his ranch bedroom. He pawed up his neck and nipples and tossed his messy dark hair. Fresh sweat dripped from his relaxed locks and forhead and fell to Mark's chest like little raindrops.
Mark tried to concentrate and held onto Michael's small hips encouragingly. He thrust up into his tight wet Liebe hole so hard that Michael would have been thrown right off if he didn't hold him.
Michael's mind was fried. He wanted it Mehr and harder. He loved what Mark was doing to him and loved the shrieks and cries the he could not contain - that Mark was pounding out of him. If this is what making Liebe was Michael descided right then and there that he wanted it all the time.
And as these exquisite erotic moments are ridden like a wild feuer oder a rocketship that takes Du somewhere you've never been, the balance is set for something unexpected...
On cue, the bedside lamps flicked on and illuminated Michael's charming bedroom just as it had been hours before the storm. Stuffed animals, toys, and action figures all gasped.
The frazzled Michael was now basked in all his glory.
The power was restored, but thankfully, his sainity was not. His voice faultered in mid-moan and he looked down at Mark still ramming his cock in and out.
But Mark stared in awe up at his desire. For a Minute neither spoke. Michael's wet, dark curls hung in his face over his bared teeth as he sucked in the air. Mark could see patches of light skin on Michael's shoulders, around his right nipple, stomach, and bellybutton. His penis and legs were even bespeckled. Mark had never seen anything as enticing as Michael and yet so sad as him. He knew Michael didn't really want him to see this.
Michael was still eyeing him for a trace of thought.
"Michael, baby...," Mark growled with reassurance and pulled him into a tight embrace and craddled to his plush lips.
Michael threw his arms around his neck as their Küssen exploded.
"I want every inch of you. Every inch," Mark told Michael's lips as he continued smothering him.
Mark couldn't stop himself from completing Michael's delirium and pulled himself atop this exotic beauty. He must have him. He must force a pleasure so extreme upon him. He had to make him understand. His love.
Michael was gasping as an unknown relief settled about him. He'd heard Mark's words. He'd seen Mark's gaze. There was nothing, nothing, wrong with him. Mark simply needed Michael to complicate him.
"Ohhh, God!," Michael screamed as he bounced straddling Mark's lap. They were all tongues twisting, hearts pounding, and hands in every crevase. Michael put his hands to his lover's shoulders and cried to the roof as he rocked his bottom over his boyfriend's pleasure stick - that's what it was for, for him to ride and lose his mind on.
"Michael - ," Mark gasped and nibbled his chin as he watched him in pleasure, "Michael, ummm...". Mark was close, he hoped Michael was -
"Ha! - AH!...OH! Oh, oh, oh! Yes - ," Michael cried so surprised. His long lashes flickered down at himself, "its happening!"
Mark was grateful. His phallus couldn't survive another Minute inside his sexboy's hot pulsing tunnel.
Michael did not stop riding him as he came. No, his tight bottom craved every ounce of their liquified sex from his lover. He clung to Mark with his arms and legs as he rode him in their seated position.
"Uhhh!," Michael cried out, begging for his release.
And then his milky, silken cream shot desperatly in gushes from his slit.
"Ohhhhh! Uh!," he wailed. His sex fluid shot all up his and Mark's chests. "Umm yeah," he whispered as he watched himself. It was so raw and amazing and he couldn't believe the intensity of it all. How natural. How curious. How wonderful.
Mark cried to Michael as his own saft released inside of his tightness. He sucked his ear as he gave him his present. Mark held him tighter because he seemed to be losing his grip. Michael was trembling.
He laid him on his back on the bett without separating their bodies. Michael watched him through heavy, unfocused eyes as he panted. His arms fell above his head around his wet curls and his chest rose heavily. Mark could feel Michael's thighs, once strong, now weak and trembling around his hips. His herz aflutter.
Their expended Liebe juices decorated Michael's chest and leaked all down his bottom. Mark, wanting to calm him, drug his tongue and lips slowly through the stream.
Michael let out a gasp; he sounded shocked. Mark looked up at him. He was arched with eyes genlty closed and lips open - Mark had grazed over his hard nipple. He smiled and then continued to suck and lick. He could have cleaned Michael entirely of his sweet, spilt cream.
Michael slowly put a hand in Mark's hair and with the little strength he still possessed, encouraged him to his lips. Mark hesitated, mouth pearly wet, but Michael made it clear that he wanted to share.
They tongued softly, wettly; the mix dripping slowly from the corner of Michael's mouth and across his cheek. He felt so calm and serene in their afterlove. Mark slipped slowly from inside Michael and he felt a surprising warm gush follow. Michael blushed. A wet spot. Lake. Oh my.
"...I... changed my mind," Mark sagte slowly running a hand up his chest.
Michael's eyes widened and he began to pant again. It's true! He lied just to- oh, no! No! Just when he thought everything was all right and he'd done the unthinkable, irreversible, the consequential. And the consequences where already upon him!
"I Liebe you," Mark whispered to his neck. Michael stopped in mid-thought. The panic dissolved and he relaxed once more. He needed to relax. This relationship stuff was a crazy rollercoster and had had him on tenterhooks for the last few days. How do people do this? He sighed and rolled over to nuzzle against Mark happy that he felt the same.
"Oh, I Liebe you...," he groaned in relief. Mark began to suckle at his neck, "...more...", Michael begged. And Mark did as he was told, for once.
Mark tried to concentrate and held onto Michael's small hips encouragingly. He thrust up into his tight wet Liebe hole so hard that Michael would have been thrown right off if he didn't hold him.
Michael's mind was fried. He wanted it Mehr and harder. He loved what Mark was doing to him and loved the shrieks and cries the he could not contain - that Mark was pounding out of him. If this is what making Liebe was Michael descided right then and there that he wanted it all the time.
And as these exquisite erotic moments are ridden like a wild feuer oder a rocketship that takes Du somewhere you've never been, the balance is set for something unexpected...
On cue, the bedside lamps flicked on and illuminated Michael's charming bedroom just as it had been hours before the storm. Stuffed animals, toys, and action figures all gasped.
The frazzled Michael was now basked in all his glory.
The power was restored, but thankfully, his sainity was not. His voice faultered in mid-moan and he looked down at Mark still ramming his cock in and out.
But Mark stared in awe up at his desire. For a Minute neither spoke. Michael's wet, dark curls hung in his face over his bared teeth as he sucked in the air. Mark could see patches of light skin on Michael's shoulders, around his right nipple, stomach, and bellybutton. His penis and legs were even bespeckled. Mark had never seen anything as enticing as Michael and yet so sad as him. He knew Michael didn't really want him to see this.
Michael was still eyeing him for a trace of thought.
"Michael, baby...," Mark growled with reassurance and pulled him into a tight embrace and craddled to his plush lips.
Michael threw his arms around his neck as their Küssen exploded.
"I want every inch of you. Every inch," Mark told Michael's lips as he continued smothering him.
Mark couldn't stop himself from completing Michael's delirium and pulled himself atop this exotic beauty. He must have him. He must force a pleasure so extreme upon him. He had to make him understand. His love.
Michael was gasping as an unknown relief settled about him. He'd heard Mark's words. He'd seen Mark's gaze. There was nothing, nothing, wrong with him. Mark simply needed Michael to complicate him.
"Ohhh, God!," Michael screamed as he bounced straddling Mark's lap. They were all tongues twisting, hearts pounding, and hands in every crevase. Michael put his hands to his lover's shoulders and cried to the roof as he rocked his bottom over his boyfriend's pleasure stick - that's what it was for, for him to ride and lose his mind on.
"Michael - ," Mark gasped and nibbled his chin as he watched him in pleasure, "Michael, ummm...". Mark was close, he hoped Michael was -
"Ha! - AH!...OH! Oh, oh, oh! Yes - ," Michael cried so surprised. His long lashes flickered down at himself, "its happening!"
Mark was grateful. His phallus couldn't survive another Minute inside his sexboy's hot pulsing tunnel.
Michael did not stop riding him as he came. No, his tight bottom craved every ounce of their liquified sex from his lover. He clung to Mark with his arms and legs as he rode him in their seated position.
"Uhhh!," Michael cried out, begging for his release.
And then his milky, silken cream shot desperatly in gushes from his slit.
"Ohhhhh! Uh!," he wailed. His sex fluid shot all up his and Mark's chests. "Umm yeah," he whispered as he watched himself. It was so raw and amazing and he couldn't believe the intensity of it all. How natural. How curious. How wonderful.
Mark cried to Michael as his own saft released inside of his tightness. He sucked his ear as he gave him his present. Mark held him tighter because he seemed to be losing his grip. Michael was trembling.
He laid him on his back on the bett without separating their bodies. Michael watched him through heavy, unfocused eyes as he panted. His arms fell above his head around his wet curls and his chest rose heavily. Mark could feel Michael's thighs, once strong, now weak and trembling around his hips. His herz aflutter.
Their expended Liebe juices decorated Michael's chest and leaked all down his bottom. Mark, wanting to calm him, drug his tongue and lips slowly through the stream.
Michael let out a gasp; he sounded shocked. Mark looked up at him. He was arched with eyes genlty closed and lips open - Mark had grazed over his hard nipple. He smiled and then continued to suck and lick. He could have cleaned Michael entirely of his sweet, spilt cream.
Michael slowly put a hand in Mark's hair and with the little strength he still possessed, encouraged him to his lips. Mark hesitated, mouth pearly wet, but Michael made it clear that he wanted to share.
They tongued softly, wettly; the mix dripping slowly from the corner of Michael's mouth and across his cheek. He felt so calm and serene in their afterlove. Mark slipped slowly from inside Michael and he felt a surprising warm gush follow. Michael blushed. A wet spot. Lake. Oh my.
"...I... changed my mind," Mark sagte slowly running a hand up his chest.
Michael's eyes widened and he began to pant again. It's true! He lied just to- oh, no! No! Just when he thought everything was all right and he'd done the unthinkable, irreversible, the consequential. And the consequences where already upon him!
"I Liebe you," Mark whispered to his neck. Michael stopped in mid-thought. The panic dissolved and he relaxed once more. He needed to relax. This relationship stuff was a crazy rollercoster and had had him on tenterhooks for the last few days. How do people do this? He sighed and rolled over to nuzzle against Mark happy that he felt the same.
"Oh, I Liebe you...," he groaned in relief. Mark began to suckle at his neck, "...more...", Michael begged. And Mark did as he was told, for once.
You're dancing through the Tag
You're grabbing for the magic on the run
You're a whole new generation
You're lovin' what Du do
Put a Pepsi in the motion
That choice is up to Du
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Hey-hey
You're the Pepsi Generation
Guzzle down and
Taste the thrill of the Tag
And feel the Pepsi way
Taste the thrill of the Tag
And feel the Pepsi way
You're a whole new generation [x3]
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Michael Jackson and the number 7 (courtesy of TMZ):
-- Michael Jackson signed his will on 7/7/02.
-- Michael Jackson's memorial was on 7/7/09...exactly 7 years after the will was signed.
-- Michael Jackson's two biggest hits -- "Black & White" and "Billie Jean" -- were each #1 for 7 weeks.
-- Michael Jackson's three biggest albums -- "Thriller," "Bad" and "Dangerous" -- each produced 7 oben, nach oben 40 hits.
-- Michael Jackson was born in 1958 ... 19 + 58 = 77
-- Michael Jackson died on the 25th ... 2 + 5 = 7
-- Michael Jackson has 7 letters in his first and last name.
-- Michael Jackson signed his will on 7/7/02.
-- Michael Jackson's memorial was on 7/7/09...exactly 7 years after the will was signed.
-- Michael Jackson's two biggest hits -- "Black & White" and "Billie Jean" -- were each #1 for 7 weeks.
-- Michael Jackson's three biggest albums -- "Thriller," "Bad" and "Dangerous" -- each produced 7 oben, nach oben 40 hits.
-- Michael Jackson was born in 1958 ... 19 + 58 = 77
-- Michael Jackson died on the 25th ... 2 + 5 = 7
-- Michael Jackson has 7 letters in his first and last name.
Blazing 'Cross The Evening Sky
Gone Too Soon
Like A Rainbow
Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye
Gone Too Soon
Shiny And Sparkly
And Splendidly Bright
Here One Day
Gone One Night
Like The Loss Of Sunlight
On A Cloudy Afternoon
Gone Too Soon
Like A Castle
Built Upon A Sandy Beach
Gone Too Soon
Like A Perfect Flower
That Is Just Beyond Your Reach
Gone Too Soon
Born To Amuse, To Inspire, To Delight
Here One Day
Gone One Night
Like A Sunset
Dying With The Rising Of The Moon
Gone Too Soon
Gone Too Soon
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control, how low Du go
Just enough to make your juices flow
Press play, don't stop, voltage, too hot
Du feel I'm real
I'm everything Du need, so
tell me what's the deal
[Chorus]
2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what Du say don't overload
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2000 Watts, 8 ohms, 200 volts, real strong
Too much of that, fuse blown
Be careful what Du say don't overload
3D, high speed, feedback, Dolby
Release two oder three, when I reach I
can go ‘til I hit my peak
Compact steelo, chico, D-Lo, highpost lady
Shorty really wanna be there for me
[Chorus]
[Ad Libs]
[Chorus out]
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Du were there
Before we came
Du took the hurt
Du took the shame
They built the walls
To block your way
Du beat them down
Du won the day
It wasn't right
It wasn't fair
Du taught them all
Du made them care
Yes, Du were there
And thanks to you
There's now a door
We all walk through
And we are here
For all to see
To be the best
That we can be
Yes, I am here
'Cause Du were there
And we are here
For all to see
To be the best
That we can be
Yes, I am here
'Cause Du were there
And we are here
For all to see
To be the best
That we can be
Yes, I am here
'Cause Du were there
Before we came
Du took the hurt
Du took the shame
They built the walls
To block your way
Du beat them down
Du won the day
It wasn't right
It wasn't fair
Du taught them all
Du made them care
Yes, Du were there
And thanks to you
There's now a door
We all walk through
And we are here
For all to see
To be the best
That we can be
Yes, I am here
'Cause Du were there
And we are here
For all to see
To be the best
That we can be
Yes, I am here
'Cause Du were there
And we are here
For all to see
To be the best
That we can be
Yes, I am here
'Cause Du were there
Musik and me
We've been together
For such a long time now
Music, Musik and me
Don't care whether all our songs rhyme now
Music, Musik and me
Only know wherever I go
We're as close as two Friends can be
There have been others
But never two Liebhaber
Like music, Musik and me
Grab a song and come along
Du can sing your melody
In your mind Du will find
A world of sweet harmony
Birds of a feather
We'll fly together
Now music, Musik and me
Musik and me
Musik and me
We've been together
For such a long time now
Music, Musik and me
Don't care whether all our songs rhyme now
Music, Musik and me
Only know wherever I go
We're as close as two Friends can be
There have been others
But never two Liebhaber
Like music, Musik and me
Grab a song and come along
Du can sing your melody
In your mind Du will find
A world of sweet harmony
Birds of a feather
We'll fly together
Now music, Musik and me
Musik and me
We've been together
For such a long time now
Music, Musik and me
Don't care whether all our songs rhyme now
Music, Musik and me
Only know wherever I go
We're as close as two Friends can be
There have been others
But never two Liebhaber
Like music, Musik and me
Grab a song and come along
Du can sing your melody
In your mind Du will find
A world of sweet harmony
Birds of a feather
We'll fly together
Now music, Musik and me
Musik and me
Musik and me
We've been together
For such a long time now
Music, Musik and me
Don't care whether all our songs rhyme now
Music, Musik and me
Only know wherever I go
We're as close as two Friends can be
There have been others
But never two Liebhaber
Like music, Musik and me
Grab a song and come along
Du can sing your melody
In your mind Du will find
A world of sweet harmony
Birds of a feather
We'll fly together
Now music, Musik and me
Musik and me