"fuck me" is my plea.
my tongue dances across you.
lips taking you in.
crank it up... dance... yes.
loud and fast!
oh that one is my secret... although i think he knows.
gentle sex that leads to falling into sleep.
slide your finger in
and fuck me beyond reason.
surprise my body.
kiss...
it is always full of possibilities.
i am a secret.
bereft heart struggling to beat.
please acknowledge me.
there is no good answer to this because some people are going to be jerks, some will be babies, and some will always behave with class. (hopefully jerky is the one i will never be. although i may be a baby sometimes). i am glad i am not making the decisions about what happens on the timelines.
hail, matriarch nicola! we are glad you are here.
fingers wet.
aroma sensual.
dip your tongue
into this pool of flesh.
a mature man with a kinky side... how lovely!
there are some stories that arouse me and, if they do, i certainly use my fingers to make sure that arousal doesn't go to waste.