I am interested in privacy. The life that I have on here is one that is completely separate from the life I have outside of here and those lives are not going to cross. I may talk to you and become your friend here, but outside of here, we are not friends, we do not text, we do not call each other, we are not becoming Facebook friends. Please respect my privacy and I will respect you as well.With that in mind, I do not mind making friends and chatting when I am online but I need to know you first. I barely joined and already I have had twenty requests from people I have never spoken to that want to be my friend. I am not a friend whore. Effort is how you make friends, not the ability to click a button.
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I never look. I did not look the first time, he simply came to me and my world fell into place. Should it ever happen again, I know it will happen the same way.
"Let go."Whenever he would bring me to the edge and then not let me cum, my body would get so intense."Let go." Those were his words to let me know that I can stop holding back and finally cum.
I kneel at the end of the bed, my knees cold against the hardwood floor. My head is hung low and my breathing is steady. In and out, I breathe, in and out. Footsteps echo down the hall and my patient heart skips a beat. Excitement overcomes me but I push it away for later. For him, I am patient. For him, I am calm. The door squeaks with that familiar sound and I take a deep breath. “Hello...
Added 01 Apr 2014 | Category Love Poems
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