Craving
Spring is lurking, slowly we edge towards more light, more time, more skin and more lust.
I feel my blood clearer in my veins, visions of bare skin flicker through my mind, followed by visions of skin being coloured in every shade of blue, purple, red and black.
I know this means my sadist is craving, impatiently waiting for the one who can take it, the heavy hands, repeatedly pounding into skin against skin contact, the sting, the moan, the whimper, the shiver of delight as the skin turns...
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03. 28. 20:46 | Utolsó hozzászólás: Soha | Hozzászólások: 0
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