tell me you love me
while i blush and i giggle.
i trust you, you know.
she seems very nice... like she is quietly comfortable with who she is. i think she is probably pretty awesome!
a hand on my back... right at my waist.... god have mercy. even THINKING it...
good morning bill. are you sure you have to leave for work now???
hmmm that is hard to say... but i guess i agree
listening is more important than talking.
mood can affect my response.
it is as fiesty, beautiful and open as she is!
in that it's everything,
the universe breathes
with overwhelming thoughts
of love and longing.
satisfaction lurks at the fringes.
let's rest in moments
of peace and joy
knowing each moment is enough.
all falls in place
in that moment you speak.
you words are gentle
and my heart races
at the very thought
they might be for me.
but alas
they are meant for the universe.
every one bait for the bit of sweetness
who will answer with a melody
to make your heart sing.
what kind of word is 'yes"?
it seems so miraculous
in its many offerings
but so seldom does it mean
what we think or hope.
it has become a throwaway word,
something without truth.
it wounds
because it held so much hope.
my fingers caress
as you fill my mind and heart.
my desire explodes.
like it good and slow...
why yes i do.
i also like it hot and slamming.
let's spend some time
exploring it all.
let me feel your fingers touching.
feel me sliding over you
leaving proof that you arouse me
and that i like it all
as long as it is you doing it.
generally i find cum intentionally ejaculated on my face to be disrespectful.
yes... but it has been a long time..