Veroe
Maestro/Truthseeker
- Joined
- Apr 5, 2009
- Posts
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The sight of you using me for your pleasure, and glorying in it is beautiful to me. It ratchets me up the mountain peak to the pinnacle and the sheer drop and abyss beyond. If I were indeed your race horse I would run as fast and as hard as I could for you until my great heart fails me, and even then I'd still strain to carry you to that finish line.