Mark wanted to be inside of Michael. He wanted to hold him, to be on haut, retour au début of him, to be the one forcing those angelic notes from his lips. Oh God, those lips...
Michael ran his fingers through Mark's dark hair as he watched his hard penis slide in and out of his mouth. His mind was racing. He still couldn't believe this was real. He wanted it to last forever; he wanted to go to the moon tonight...they were already halfway there.
Mark turned his eyes up to Michael's. There it was. There was what he was waiting for. And he knew it before Michael could say it. The feu burned in Michael's dark eyes and his full lips quivered with begging. Mark wanted to hear Michael say it and he pleaded to him with his eyes.
"Mark...," Michael whispered so high, "I want it. Give it to me. Oh, make l’amour to me."
Mark quickly enveloped Michael's lips and they fought a quick struggle. Then Mark began nudging Michael to turn over. With one plus look Michael obiediantly lay on his chest. Mark grabbed a plush oreiller and slid it under Michael's hips arching his buttocks fully.
The sight made Mark's juices flow. Michael's lean back with his long, black curls snaking down the middle and his generous butt and thighs just asking to be slapped. Mark couldn't surpress his grin as he tried to collect his thoughts. He didn't want to hurt Michael so he still had some preparing to do.
Michael panted nervously with his head in his arms. He didn't know what to expect. His bottom felt so exposed proped in the air like this. He was glad the power was out and it was so dim. Then he felt Mark gently massaging his plump and curvy mounds. It felt so good and he could feel himself relaxing already - though his oreiller was in danger of being raped. Michael moaned and then he felt something that made him blush. He had to turn to see for himself.
Mark had pushed his face between his cheeks and was gently rolling his warm, wet tongue over Michael's tight muscle. He was shocked, but so turned on. He had never dreamed anything this wild and before he could question the act he felt strangely comfortable with it - and very aroused. Michael slowly began to rub himself with Mark's unrestrained licking. Mark held his hips and encouraged him as he hungrily slid his tongue over him.
Michael was moaning once plus and Mark decided to slip a finger into his sweetness. Very gently he inserted his middle finger prying him to relax. Michael cried out in surprise, but took it in just the same. He felt as though the back of his mind was being massaged as Mark gently explored him.
It was just like his dream except that it was real. Mark was really real and really with him. And pleasuring him at last. How could he have been ashamed before? His desires were running away with him and as the secondes passed his guard vanished and there was nothing he wanted to do plus than be Lost forever in this with Mark. This was plus fantastical than he could imagine and for the first time Michael was at peace with his secret desire.
Mark could feel the passion just radiating from Michael and knew the time was soon. He slipped two plus fingers into his lover and caressed slowly. Michael was loosening for him and not just in the physical sense; his moans where quite unmistakable now as he stretched his arms in front of him and arched his round, fleshy mounds begging for more.
Mark was just about to advance when Michael did something that both surprised and strangly aroused him. He had brought his left hand to his mouth, and with eyes shut, was very intimatly sucking his thumb.
"Michael...," Mark whispered. He had no intention of interrupting him, but he was curious just the same. He wondered what Michael was thinking, but mostly just hoping it was arousing him. It certainly seemed to be and that was good enough for him. Mark felt like his own cock was going to explode watching this little performance and he finally slipped his fingers from Michael's warm channel.
"Ooh...Mark...do me. Oh, I can't take it anymore! Ohh." Michael slapped his free fist against the lit moaning into his thumb. He spread his knees far apart and strained as he presented himself as sexually as possible, still toying with his thumb.
Mark felt his cœur, coeur skip as he gazed down at Michael; he was the epitomy of sex, wanting and begging, needing with such unrestrained arousal and unleashed sexual tension - all desplayed in the most vulnerable of poses.
Michael knew he wanted Mark. He had known this since the dream, but perhaps even before it. But now he absolutly needed him, he couldn't wait until they would rejoindre even though he was terrified too. Would it hurt? Would Mark betray him in some way later on? The questions dissolved and were Lost before he could even formulate them all. The only thing that remained was his desperate desire for Mark - and his hard flesh.
Michael was still planted chest to the comforter when Mark pushed his hips to the side. No other man would have been able to resist what had been presented in front of him, but he wanted this to be right for Michael.
Michael ran his fingers through Mark's dark hair as he watched his hard penis slide in and out of his mouth. His mind was racing. He still couldn't believe this was real. He wanted it to last forever; he wanted to go to the moon tonight...they were already halfway there.
Mark turned his eyes up to Michael's. There it was. There was what he was waiting for. And he knew it before Michael could say it. The feu burned in Michael's dark eyes and his full lips quivered with begging. Mark wanted to hear Michael say it and he pleaded to him with his eyes.
"Mark...," Michael whispered so high, "I want it. Give it to me. Oh, make l’amour to me."
Mark quickly enveloped Michael's lips and they fought a quick struggle. Then Mark began nudging Michael to turn over. With one plus look Michael obiediantly lay on his chest. Mark grabbed a plush oreiller and slid it under Michael's hips arching his buttocks fully.
The sight made Mark's juices flow. Michael's lean back with his long, black curls snaking down the middle and his generous butt and thighs just asking to be slapped. Mark couldn't surpress his grin as he tried to collect his thoughts. He didn't want to hurt Michael so he still had some preparing to do.
Michael panted nervously with his head in his arms. He didn't know what to expect. His bottom felt so exposed proped in the air like this. He was glad the power was out and it was so dim. Then he felt Mark gently massaging his plump and curvy mounds. It felt so good and he could feel himself relaxing already - though his oreiller was in danger of being raped. Michael moaned and then he felt something that made him blush. He had to turn to see for himself.
Mark had pushed his face between his cheeks and was gently rolling his warm, wet tongue over Michael's tight muscle. He was shocked, but so turned on. He had never dreamed anything this wild and before he could question the act he felt strangely comfortable with it - and very aroused. Michael slowly began to rub himself with Mark's unrestrained licking. Mark held his hips and encouraged him as he hungrily slid his tongue over him.
Michael was moaning once plus and Mark decided to slip a finger into his sweetness. Very gently he inserted his middle finger prying him to relax. Michael cried out in surprise, but took it in just the same. He felt as though the back of his mind was being massaged as Mark gently explored him.
It was just like his dream except that it was real. Mark was really real and really with him. And pleasuring him at last. How could he have been ashamed before? His desires were running away with him and as the secondes passed his guard vanished and there was nothing he wanted to do plus than be Lost forever in this with Mark. This was plus fantastical than he could imagine and for the first time Michael was at peace with his secret desire.
Mark could feel the passion just radiating from Michael and knew the time was soon. He slipped two plus fingers into his lover and caressed slowly. Michael was loosening for him and not just in the physical sense; his moans where quite unmistakable now as he stretched his arms in front of him and arched his round, fleshy mounds begging for more.
Mark was just about to advance when Michael did something that both surprised and strangly aroused him. He had brought his left hand to his mouth, and with eyes shut, was very intimatly sucking his thumb.
"Michael...," Mark whispered. He had no intention of interrupting him, but he was curious just the same. He wondered what Michael was thinking, but mostly just hoping it was arousing him. It certainly seemed to be and that was good enough for him. Mark felt like his own cock was going to explode watching this little performance and he finally slipped his fingers from Michael's warm channel.
"Ooh...Mark...do me. Oh, I can't take it anymore! Ohh." Michael slapped his free fist against the lit moaning into his thumb. He spread his knees far apart and strained as he presented himself as sexually as possible, still toying with his thumb.
Mark felt his cœur, coeur skip as he gazed down at Michael; he was the epitomy of sex, wanting and begging, needing with such unrestrained arousal and unleashed sexual tension - all desplayed in the most vulnerable of poses.
Michael knew he wanted Mark. He had known this since the dream, but perhaps even before it. But now he absolutly needed him, he couldn't wait until they would rejoindre even though he was terrified too. Would it hurt? Would Mark betray him in some way later on? The questions dissolved and were Lost before he could even formulate them all. The only thing that remained was his desperate desire for Mark - and his hard flesh.
Michael was still planted chest to the comforter when Mark pushed his hips to the side. No other man would have been able to resist what had been presented in front of him, but he wanted this to be right for Michael.
Michael Jackson's personal chef Kai Chase just testified -- claiming a frantic Dr. Conrad Murray begged her for help the jour MJ died, ten minutes before anyone called 911.
According to Chase, she was in the cuisine preparing lunch for Michael and his kids -- and between 12:05 and 12:10PM, Murray ran downstairs, yelling for her to "get Prince, get help, get security."
Chase claimed she sent Prince to Dr. Murray and returned to work.
Chase admitted she didn't contact security -- a point highlighted par defense attorney J. Michael Flanagan.
Yesterday, MJ's personal assistant Michael Amir Williams testified ... Murray called him at 12:13 PM, and Williams immediately phoned security. MJ's security guard Alberto Alvarez eventually called 911 at 12:21 -- between 11 and 16 minutes after Murray allegedly asked Chase for help.
While Chase was leaving court today, we asked if she thought her testimony was helpful -- she responded, "Absolutely."
According to Chase, she was in the cuisine preparing lunch for Michael and his kids -- and between 12:05 and 12:10PM, Murray ran downstairs, yelling for her to "get Prince, get help, get security."
Chase claimed she sent Prince to Dr. Murray and returned to work.
Chase admitted she didn't contact security -- a point highlighted par defense attorney J. Michael Flanagan.
Yesterday, MJ's personal assistant Michael Amir Williams testified ... Murray called him at 12:13 PM, and Williams immediately phoned security. MJ's security guard Alberto Alvarez eventually called 911 at 12:21 -- between 11 and 16 minutes after Murray allegedly asked Chase for help.
While Chase was leaving court today, we asked if she thought her testimony was helpful -- she responded, "Absolutely."
The Michael Jackson estate is tired of waiting for Lloyd's of Londres to pay out on the $17.5 million "This Is it" insurance policy -- so they're going after Lloyd's in court ... demanding they pay up, stat.
Lloyd's of Londres originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether par homicide ou not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.
Lloyd's of Londres originally issued the policy to cover potential losses for MJ's 2009 "This Is It" concerts -- but earlier this year, the company asked an L.A. court to declare the policy null and void ... claiming MJ lied about his medical history and drug addiction.
Lloyd's insists the policy "was restricted to losses resulting from accident only" -- pointing out Michael's official cause of death was "homicide."
But the estate is now on the offensive -- filing a cross-complaint, claiming MJ never intended to die, whether par homicide ou not, so his death still qualifies as an accident.
But the estate isn't just settling for the original $17.5 million -- they also want punitive damages. FYI, suing for punitive damages often scares the crap out of insurance companies.
Sources directly connected to Dr. Conrad Murray tell TMZ ... the Doc will not accept any plea bargain from the L.A. County District Attorney in the Michael Jackson manslaughter case.
We're told Dr. Murray feels so strongly about his innocence, even a plea with no jail time would be out of the question.
Fact is ... Dr. Murray shouldn't hold his breath, because no plea bargain has been offered and sources tell us the D.A. will not offer one.
As for Murray's defense ... we're told the centerpiece revolves around the fact that only two people were in the room around the time MJ died, and Murray insists he did not administer the fatal dose of Propofol.
The operating theory of Murray's lawyers -- when the Doc left to go to the bathroom, a frustrated MJ woke up and administered the fatal dose himself in a desperate attempt to get some sleep.
We're told Dr. Murray feels so strongly about his innocence, even a plea with no jail time would be out of the question.
Fact is ... Dr. Murray shouldn't hold his breath, because no plea bargain has been offered and sources tell us the D.A. will not offer one.
As for Murray's defense ... we're told the centerpiece revolves around the fact that only two people were in the room around the time MJ died, and Murray insists he did not administer the fatal dose of Propofol.
The operating theory of Murray's lawyers -- when the Doc left to go to the bathroom, a frustrated MJ woke up and administered the fatal dose himself in a desperate attempt to get some sleep.
Lloyd's of Londres has gone to court ... asking a judge to let the company off the financial hook, claiming it doesn't owe the Michael Jackson Estate $17.5 million on grounds MJ was a fraud.
The company issued the muilti-million dollar policy to cover the doomed "This Is It" tour for losses.
But Lloyd's claims it doesn't have to honor the policy for 2 primary reasons:
1. Michael Jackson and AEG allegedly lied about Michael's medical history -- specifically, MJ a dit he had not seen a doctor other than a cosmetic MD since June, 2005.
2. Michael did not disclose he was taking prescription drugs prior to and at the time of his death -- including Propofol.
Lloyd's is asking the court for a declaration that the policy is null and void as a result of the alleged fraud.
Howard Weitzman, the lawyer for the Estate, tells TMZ, "This legal action is nothing plus than an insurance company trying to avoid paying a legitimate claim par the insured."
The company issued the muilti-million dollar policy to cover the doomed "This Is It" tour for losses.
But Lloyd's claims it doesn't have to honor the policy for 2 primary reasons:
1. Michael Jackson and AEG allegedly lied about Michael's medical history -- specifically, MJ a dit he had not seen a doctor other than a cosmetic MD since June, 2005.
2. Michael did not disclose he was taking prescription drugs prior to and at the time of his death -- including Propofol.
Lloyd's is asking the court for a declaration that the policy is null and void as a result of the alleged fraud.
Howard Weitzman, the lawyer for the Estate, tells TMZ, "This legal action is nothing plus than an insurance company trying to avoid paying a legitimate claim par the insured."
Can I ask toi why
when I look at you
I hear birds sing
and see alot of angle In sky?
can I ask toi why
when My cœur, coeur is lonely
my l’amour for toi becomes the only
, let it beat with dreams are so lovely
and I see Moon and sun walking togther
through the sky
can I ask toi why
when I hear your voice
the stars become so near
, I am not fear
no tears to cry
And My soul wants to fly
to touch to the sky?
can I ask toi why
I feel your hand in my hand
when I have to fight
throught the dark night
then toi turned the dark to moonlight?
can ask I toi why
every hurt I feel
toi come to heal?
I'll reply for
cause I have l’amour for you
I never felt it before
but now I feel it more
cause It likes the rainbow
through the rainy day
,a magcial dream
through nightmare
and that l’amour is enough for me
when I look at you
I hear birds sing
and see alot of angle In sky?
can I ask toi why
when My cœur, coeur is lonely
my l’amour for toi becomes the only
, let it beat with dreams are so lovely
and I see Moon and sun walking togther
through the sky
can I ask toi why
when I hear your voice
the stars become so near
, I am not fear
no tears to cry
And My soul wants to fly
to touch to the sky?
can I ask toi why
I feel your hand in my hand
when I have to fight
throught the dark night
then toi turned the dark to moonlight?
can ask I toi why
every hurt I feel
toi come to heal?
I'll reply for
cause I have l’amour for you
I never felt it before
but now I feel it more
cause It likes the rainbow
through the rainy day
,a magcial dream
through nightmare
and that l’amour is enough for me
I would really be inspired to see less cursing, and plus L.O.V.E. Just lovely words. Inspiring words. I know all of toi are very beautiful and kind people, but I really think the cursing needs to stop. I see we're all human, and all humans have moments of cursing, but it's still called human to it. May we all take a vow to utterly the cursing and wrong words... ? :)
Katherine Jackson told Oprah Winfrey ... it was Dr. Conrad Murray himself who broke the news that Michael Jackson was dead.
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On an episode of "Oprah" airing today, Katherine explained how everyone at the hospital was reluctant to tell her what happened to her son.
She says Dr. Murray took so long in explaining things ... she had to cut him off, saying, "'Well, what happened? How is he? Did he make it?' And he said, 'No, he's gone.'"
See also
* Katherine Jackson's Partner -- My Bad!
* Katherine Jackson's Partner Backtracks on 'New' Song
* Rift in Michael Jackson's Family Over Song
1108_katherine_jackson_oprah_video
On an episode of "Oprah" airing today, Katherine explained how everyone at the hospital was reluctant to tell her what happened to her son.
She says Dr. Murray took so long in explaining things ... she had to cut him off, saying, "'Well, what happened? How is he? Did he make it?' And he said, 'No, he's gone.'"
See also
* Katherine Jackson's Partner -- My Bad!
* Katherine Jackson's Partner Backtracks on 'New' Song
* Rift in Michael Jackson's Family Over Song