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~~ OBSERVE ~~
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Don’t mind me hiding over here in the shadows, peeking through the keyhole. I’ll only watch for a little while as you finger her pussy and make her whimper under your touch. She begs for you to bring her to climax. But, you take your time. Teasing and playing with her emotions.
Do you know that you are also pulling at mine?
Can you see the Power you have?
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~~ LISTEN ~~
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Her breath is rising and falling heavy and thick like honey spreading across your thighs. No… wait … that’s mine. Hers is shallow and forced. She has rehearsed this part just for you. To keep you entertained. To keep you mesmerized by the show. Like a scorpion, her toxins can paralyze; forcing tales to be locked away forever in Walt’s vault.
The pulsing from around the corner is my Soul calling for you.
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~~ EXPERIENCE ~~
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It feels natural, this pulse … like a river flowing towards its destiny.
Jump in
Cool yourself
Refresh your mind
Relax into the water that is me.
Then no longer shall I have to peek into keyholes or from around the bend. Because you will have invited me in and offered me a seat upon which to rest my flesh. The flesh that heats so distinctly under your touch. The flames lick us both, but the water quenches our thirst. The air permeates our senses. Sticking to us like the cobwebs our lust just walked through.
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~~ INHALE ~~
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Dolce and Gabbana’s got nothing compared to our mingled scent. Breathe deep. Can you smell it? It actively accosts the very essence of our being. Yet, lies passively content across my throat. Rested and Happy.
Allow the wonder from wide eyes to tame malicious thoughts. For even sweaty little flowers smell sweet under the nose of Love.
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~~ SAVOR ~~
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Relish our lips pressed together. Familiar as watermelon tea, yet brambly as a wild raspberry bush. The perspiration on your brow invites my tongue with salty trails down your temple.
Aching nipples call silently for your attention.
They remember your mouth. Warm and wet.
The claim has been laid and documented with indelible ink.
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~~ REALIZE ~~
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Legs staked open for future inspection must wait for tomorrow night’s chapter. But know this … in the end … they lived happily ever after.
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Sensations
(blender drink)
1 ounce Sambuca
1 ounce Light Rum
not quite 1 ounce Lime Juice
1 ounce Cream or Half n’ Half
Add a half scoop of crushed ice to a blender. Add Sambuca, rum, lime juice and cream. Blend slowly for 10 to 20 seconds until thick and slushy. Pour into a chilled cocktail glass. Garnish with a small flower or flower petals.
Enjoy!
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”It does not take much strength to do things, but it requires great strength to decide what to do.”
– Elbert Hubbard
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”Once you make a decision, the universe conspires to make it happen.”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Cluster Fuck
(frozen)
1/2 ounce Vodka or Vanilla Vodka
1/2 ounce Kahlua Coffee Liqueur
1/2 ounce DeKuyper Buttershots Butterscotch Schnapps
1/2 ounce Triple Sec
1/2 ounce Baileys Irish Cream
2 Oreo cookies
1 ripe peeled Banana
1 scoop Vanilla Ice Cream
Add all the ingredients to a blender with 1/2 cup of ice (approximately 4 cubes). Blend until smooth. Pour into a parfait glass. Top with whipped cream. Garnish with a cherry.
Enjoy!
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A shiver ripples
through my psyche, feigning a gust of crisp fall air. It bounces around my skin true to a piece of litter rustling down a Manhattan street.
Specters of You haunt me as thoughts push against flesh walls trying to escape their mortal restraints. Unsatisfied cravings fight for recognition, pounding relentlessly behind gelatinous orbs.
You can see beyond the flesh … can’t You?
How do You do that from inside my Soul? How is it that I feel Your touch from a light year away?
My core throbs under the induced fire mainlined through my veins. The swell of my bound wrist mimics Your imagined cock in its destination. The goal…to stretch as far as the skin allows.
I grit my teeth against the pain. Streaming verbal reminders of blue Hawaiian waters attack me externally, but those false diversions have no leeway over Your voice inside my head.
‘Do not let the pain exist’
but it does
‘No arguments, you can do this … for Me’
only as You wish
‘Relax…’ You coach me with silent words. ‘Breathe…’
I dance on the tightrope between conscious and un. But You don’t let me fall.
You wouldn’t.
You can’t.
I trust You implicitly, unfoundedly and this alone bears responsibility. The net of Your perceived love keeps me safe. Keeps me sane. Protects me from harm.
I convulse in an orgasm I never felt coming. It explodes unbeckoned, but not undesired. The pain is gone, replaced with rapture. I feel Your hidden satisfaction and it comforts me.
The mind is a powerful visionary. It conjures hands to caress, lips to kiss, the long wet stroke of a lick on Your neck just below the jaw line from chin to ear.
I sense You through the murky haze. Mortal, yet not.
I ride invisible fingers in their journey around my cunt. My juices slide unrestricted down Your palm and Your thumb on my clit presses buttons rarely found. Another climax runs rampant through fractured Dreams.
My breathing is labored and I am wild with emotion as I feel Your lust in the hard cock that presses firmly against my thigh. This is what You want from me, what You need… unbridled passion at Your command. My behavior turns You on … and therefore it turns me on. The continuous circle of energy We share is profoundly unique to Us and although it exists everywhere, only We thrive on this particular current.
Your head is suddenly between my thighs and I look down to see Your wild-eyed desire staring back. Barely constrained beautiful dark thoughts radiate from Your gaze, pouring over me and my breath catches in my throat.
The air from my lungs expels in a long, slow blissful sigh as You tenderly press Your ethereal tongue to my distended slit. I can hear Your delicious groan as You taste me. I can see the hunger in Your eyes. Your sounds evolve into a feral growl as You push Your face into my soft, inviting cleft. What remains of Your composure is nearly scattered like marbles across the floor.
With vibrating physique, You close Your eyes to concentrate and regain self-control, refocusing Your attention from Your thick, throbbing cock back to my cunt. I watch as You traverse the terrain that is my body, moving knowingly around unfettered barriers. All the arduous work is in the past. Today is purely for pleasure.
The inferno You ignite with the flick and plunge of Your tongue and the steady sucking of my flesh singes my core. I ache for release from the scorching blaze breeding inside me. Throwing my head back into the pillow, I scream. I plead. I beg. I need to come.
Please, make me come.
You abruptly remove Your face from between my thighs and I am flooded with a crippling feeling of abandonment. I raise my head uncertainly, searching for an answer.
Did I offend You… begging for climax?
A soft rumble of laughter tumbles around Your throat as You unnaturally hear my thoughts …
‘How could you possibly offend Me? You give Me precisely what I need, even when I don’t request it of you.’
Your prowl up my body has me straining for contact. I covet the feel of Your skin as You pause briefly to kiss my belly button and suckle each nipple. You proceed until we are face to face, then lock Your intense hazel eyes onto mine. Our colors match and we can see ourselves reversed in the other. Indescribably Linked.
Lowering Your torso and guiding Your rigid member into my saturated cunt, I welcome You openly. Unrelenting tears of relief, Love and gratitude stream down our cheeks as our accrued emotions boil over with each cerebral stroke of cock and cunt.
We will go on forever like this … in memory … for We are now and finally wholly One.
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