In the mood for...

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I'm in the mood for the soft and supple give of a throat beneath my palm and fingers, the swell of ribs pressing against my own as they fight for room to breathe. I'm in the mood for the tiny lines of scratches that struggling nails leave against forearms and shoulders. I'm in the mood for soft gasps and sharp inhalations, bends and curves and angles set crooked and askew. I'm in the mood for leather and silk and sweat and cum in all the combinations offered.
 
I'm in the mood for the soft and supple give of a throat beneath my palm and fingers, the swell of ribs pressing against my own as they fight for room to breathe. I'm in the mood for the tiny lines of scratches that struggling nails leave against forearms and shoulders. I'm in the mood for soft gasps and sharp inhalations, bends and curves and angles set crooked and askew. I'm in the mood for leather and silk and sweat and cum in all the combinations offered.

I approve of this.
 
I am in the mood to be taken to bed. To have her run her fingertips over my skin. To let her smooth out the goose bumps of pleasure with her fingers until I drift off.
 
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In the mood for a moment so perfectly peacefully ours. Where that first glance into each others eyes is a direct sensual caress of love straight to the heart and soul that makes every cruel heartless stressful or painful aspect of our days melt into oblivion as if they never existed Leaving only you and I and the tender sensual passions we share.
 
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