my intention, my focus, my disclaimer

I’m gonna fuck you until your
Thoughts hurtle through your mind
Senses bumper-car crash
Logic grates on the jagged edges of your want
Tingles dash along the track of your nerve endings
Emotions become shredded
Giggles dart cross the skin
Lust accelerates to speed of light Continue reading

I want my words to …

I want my words to
Kiss you on the neck of your yearning
Their lips are full of mature wisdom
Plumb with delicate understanding
Soft with gentle consideration
Let them converse with your desires
Listen to the confessions of your fantasies
Make the nipples of your attention hard

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