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How Do You Identify?: An Unwitting Thread Derailer!
Preferred Pronoun?: She, femme through and through
Relationship Status: She is my soul.
Join Date: Oct 2010
Location: In a lil sparkle of fairydust
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Dear ******
After observing you for a while, I come to you, all the while admiring your fullness, your strength, your presence. Just the mere smell of you gets my blood flowing and I long to run my hands all over you, find your soft spots, massage the ridges that make you quiver, feel the warmth of your sweet spot on my neck, shoulders, my cheeks. I can hardly wait to feel your strength beneath me, the strength I feel when my thighs and your rolling thunder move towards the goal ....my heart is pumping in anticipation of the thrill of flying....at last we soar as one entity, our muscles working like a well oiled machine.....we fly, we are as a rocket shooting forth into the sky, the power that we put forth is magnificent, and finally, we ascend our flight....gentle murmurs from the two of us knowing the satisfaction of pleasing one another, we are both spent, breathless and heaving with the sighs of sucessful release.
Dear ****** (or **** *******),
You are always so quick to warm up. It takes you no time to start giving me exactly what I want. You aren't afraid of multiples and I love that about you. You just keep giving and giving and giving and you never tire out, even when I ask for "just one more". Which it never is. I'm greedy like that...
Of course, if I did have a complaint, it would be that every one is the exact same. The routine is a lil monotonous, don't you think? But, I guess that's just how you operate. It's okay, I will make due, you just keep on giving me what I need and I'll deal with the lack of originality!
Dear **** ***** ******* (or ********* **** *******),
Mmmm, there is something amazing about the way that you react when I push you to your very edge and ease you apart. I love to watch as your almost completely liquid parts stretch to their limit and then finally drip onto me. Try as I may to lick it off my skin, it takes a bit of effort. As I move you towards my mouth, it is almost inevitable that I will get some of you on my chin and lips.
When I finally get you into my mouth, you are so very warm against my tongue. I roll you around and you practically melt. I love how parts of you are so firm and solid and other parts of you are soft and filled with gooey deliciousness. If I let you cool off, you will change completely. My desire for you will not change, but your softer parts will harden, leaving me longing for something else....
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Dear **** *****,
I love slipping into you. You cover parts of me, yet always leave most of me totally exposed. Sometimes you are even described as "Peek-a-boo" as you like to accentuate certain parts of me. There is something instantly sexy about having you on. You cause me some pain occasionally, but you are totally worth it! It never ceases to amaze me how much attention you demand.
Some want to admire you, some have fetishes and want to lick you, some just think you're pretty. Others may not notice you at all, but I dare say you are more noticed than you think!! You come in so many shapes and colors! Even what you are made out of can change! But when you are leather...even better.
I can't wait to slip into you next...
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