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Listen to Heaven by Fred Srock MP3 song. Heaven song from Fred Srock is available on Audio.com. The duration of song is 03:31. This high-quality MP3 track has 160 kbps bitrate and was uploaded on 5 Nov 2023. Stream and download Heaven by Fred Srock for free on Audio.com – your ultimate destination for MP3 music.
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The speaker is enticed by someone who promises a heavenly experience. They are initially skeptical but cannot resist the allure. The speaker contemplates indulging in something forbidden but ultimately decides to give in due to their efforts and desires. They finally give in and enjoy the experience, feeling like they have reached heaven. She said, You'll think you died and went to heaven, with a twinkle in her eye. Oh, I will, will I? My interest peaking fast. Mm-hmm. Nodding and luring and flirting her eyes. Huh! I grunted, turning away, but soon looking back for more of that twinkle. It was still there. Now it was fixed on me, on my soul. I could feel it being drawn from me, and it felt good. Heaven indeed, looking askance. And just how is my termination to be affected? Challenging glance. Come closer and see. A cunning invitation leveled at me. She leaned back a pose and it ripped my heart apart, strings dangling, still pumping hard. I gasped as I died, but showed no sign. I moved forward just a little, unable to resist. You expect me to eat that? Fading disgust, mustering all the patience my body retained, meager as it was. She said, You'll think you died and went to heaven, with a twinkle in her eye. I masked the swallow and wondered if drool were present around my lips. I looked down and I know my irises got larger. Tearing my gaze away from it, there was nowhere else to look except that hypnotic twinkle. I couldn't help it. I sighed audibly. She grinned and said it again. You'll think you died and went to heaven, with a twinkle in her eye. I quickly rose and paced the small area, running my hand through my hair. I can't do it. It just wouldn't be right. A begging look, a plea for understanding. You know you want it. She stated, that twinkle dancing toward me, smile beaming like a spotlight. You've earned it. She declared. Jesus, I couldn't argue with that. I'd been working on it for months. Frustration caused by denial. Knowing each time I refused, I'd want it that much more. This was my hour. It was here and it looked delicious. Hot and yummy. I looked at it longingly and thought, Yes, I do deserve it. I do deserve it. Don't think of it as cheating. She said. Think of it as a reward. She pushed it closer to my face. I could smell its sweet fragrance and resistance fully wane. I closed my eyes and imagined rolling my tongue in it and tasting all that glorious pleasure that had been forbidden for so long. I whimpered, weakened by temptation, waiting for the inevitable to happen. I looked up at her one last time in hopes of amnesty. But all I saw was that twinkle and I heard her say, You'll think you died and went to heaven. I was dead, so I thought, I may as well go to heaven. After all, I had lost those 56 pounds and if I wanted a hot fudge sundae, by God, I'd have me one. When the first spoonful hit my mouth, I thought I'd died and went to heaven. I thought I'd died and went to heaven.
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