There is not much to tell. I am a lover of all. I am easy to get along with. I am open minded. Tread softy at first. If you wish to message me. Be prepared to be ask questions and engage in a real conservation. Dull people annoy me. I will make this CLEAR! I do not like men who only seek a bit of fun! Ask me to PLAY and you will find out why some men FEAR me! Do not come at me with the attitude that you are god's gift to women! I will only laugh. For men who label themselves as master Do not expect me to bow to you. Men and Boys*: if you are *married do not request a chat. I will NOT engage in anything with you.If you request a chat and become rude or annoy me. I will leave the conversation and ignore you. Do not ask for cam, phone, or mic. I will deny all request. Keep it on Lush darlings! Please read my bio before engaging in chat or adding meYou can read my writings at the below link. I no longer post to Lush. http://scarlettjournal.wordpress.comAll and All. Welcome to the Land of Scarlett.
Both are hot. But a first kiss if don't right will lead to a first kiss
Come to my beckoning call. Drink from my water's mouth. Whisper words of passion. Tempt me with touch. Lay me down on my mother's earth. Show me the ways of man. We move to the dance as old as time. Cries of passion carrying on the night's sky Entwine us body and soul; For when the dawn breaks, We must part, For this is a forbidden love....
Added 25 Jul 2013 | Category Love Poems
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Come over here darling. Buy me a drink. No-no. My eyes are up here. Shall we dance, and talk. No you mustn't grab my ass. Yes, whisper in my ear. Come over here darling. Let’s go to your place. No-no. Let the lady lead. You will enjoy. Shall we tumble in the sheets. Share hot passionate kisses. Exploring each other bodies. taking it slow. Or? Do we share...
Added 24 Jul 2013 | Category Love Poems
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I was a young teen, only sixteen, and I was forced to attend a party thrown by one of my mother's dearest friends. It was a dull party, celebrating her tenth marriage to yet another man of wealth. The party was being held at the home of the poor bastard that had married her. It was getting late at night, people were getting drunk, passing out, or slipping off for some "adult time." I was...
Added 16 Jul 2013 | Category BDSM
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