My girlfriend and I slowed our pace when we reached the prettiest street in the city. We loved taking our time here and she held my arm closer to her soft pillowy chest. We watched the red and brown leaves fall from the trees.
This long stretch of road was always very quiet. People lived in the old houses but the only signs of life were the weekly wheelie bins. The foothpath was very old but wide and well kept. There were many many trees in a line all along this road too and every autumn the entire road would turn a golden brown with so many leaves falling all the time.
My girlfriend looked very autumnal as well. She had long reddish brown hair, freckles and bright blue eyes. She wore a warm jacket of similar colour which ballooned her breasts and made her look like a big comfy bean bag. Hugs from her felt so good and even more so on chilly fresh days like this. Leaves would fall and get stuck in her hair, making her look like a spirit or goddess of the forest. Sometimes she would hold a large fallen leaf and twirl it in her fingers. She would then hold it up to her face and peek over it at me, like it was a big fan.
The street was so quiet we often stopped just to kiss. We stood under the trees and kissed. With our eyes closed all I knew were her soft red lips and the falling leaves tickling our faces. Sometimes I twitched and stirred when I got tickled so she would pin me against a tree and continue kissing me so I could stay still while she kissed me and pressed her pillowy breasts against me too. Autumn was lovely. Not too hot, not too cold, perfect for kisses.
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