”I love the power, but not just the power of him between my legs, but the power his tongue has over me. It’s an anomaly, a contradiction, a sexual oxymoron. On one hand it’s a dominating, commanding, authoritative pleasure of having him submit, have him yield his masculinity to me and my pleasure. However, when he’s tasting me and tasting me good … I’m weak, passive, and submissive – I surrender fully. Its like a dance, a tango of power and surrender. It’s passionate, powerful, elegant and fevered.” – #IamDeeDeeWalker
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I'm a poet, writer and lover of all things sensual, erotic and alluring. I believe that the biggest erogenous zone in the body is the mind. It's with words you can soft suck on a person's imagination, give butterfly kisses to their curiosity, long lick their thoughts and use the tongue of your creativity and slide it into the wetness of anticipation. View all posts by eroticnoire