Let's Play Two
Two pages! Still lusting. Here's where we started, in case you don't want to go back:
I'm Dave. 38, Canadian, and looking to play/chat with a woman of similar interests. Not picky about age or body type, just be you. I like descriptive and dirty, and hopefully you do too. A good give and take, where we can indulge our darkest wants.
I have pockets of time during the day where I can respond quickly, and others where I might disappear into life and work for a bit. I'm married, for whatever it's worth. Have done this elsewhere, but not here. Here's something of what I like to hopefully whet your appetite. Message me if you want to play, or even if you just like it and want to tell me that.
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I have a problem. Maybe you can help.
I'm thinking of you, wanting you, constantly. When we're together, or alone, lusting over you, undressing you with my eyes and mind, turning even the most innocent situations into something carnal and wanton and needy.
Do you know what you do to me? When we're out together, dress clinging to you, the hint of a smile as you see my gaze wander, knowing what I want. To drag you into the nearest dark room, lips on yours before you can object, hands roaming, groping, desperate for you, right there. I don't care that we're not alone, don't care that we can't or shouldn't, I need you that much that I can't wait. Hands under your skirt, dress hiked up, for you to feel me, feel how hard you get me.
Or stuck at home, on a day bogged down by laundry and cleaning and responsibility. You don't dress up, but I still simmer for you. Those jeans, clinging to your hips, and I want you against the wall, there into the hallway, hands yanking at those jeans, stripping you. For you to inhale when I drop to my knees, almost tearing at your panties in desperation, burying my face between your legs. Licking, tasting, wanting you as distracted as I've been all day, taking us away from this rote routine to something else.
It could be anywhere, anytime. But know that I want you. And won't stop until I have you.
Two pages! Still lusting. Here's where we started, in case you don't want to go back:
I'm Dave. 38, Canadian, and looking to play/chat with a woman of similar interests. Not picky about age or body type, just be you. I like descriptive and dirty, and hopefully you do too. A good give and take, where we can indulge our darkest wants.
I have pockets of time during the day where I can respond quickly, and others where I might disappear into life and work for a bit. I'm married, for whatever it's worth. Have done this elsewhere, but not here. Here's something of what I like to hopefully whet your appetite. Message me if you want to play, or even if you just like it and want to tell me that.
****
I have a problem. Maybe you can help.
I'm thinking of you, wanting you, constantly. When we're together, or alone, lusting over you, undressing you with my eyes and mind, turning even the most innocent situations into something carnal and wanton and needy.
Do you know what you do to me? When we're out together, dress clinging to you, the hint of a smile as you see my gaze wander, knowing what I want. To drag you into the nearest dark room, lips on yours before you can object, hands roaming, groping, desperate for you, right there. I don't care that we're not alone, don't care that we can't or shouldn't, I need you that much that I can't wait. Hands under your skirt, dress hiked up, for you to feel me, feel how hard you get me.
Or stuck at home, on a day bogged down by laundry and cleaning and responsibility. You don't dress up, but I still simmer for you. Those jeans, clinging to your hips, and I want you against the wall, there into the hallway, hands yanking at those jeans, stripping you. For you to inhale when I drop to my knees, almost tearing at your panties in desperation, burying my face between your legs. Licking, tasting, wanting you as distracted as I've been all day, taking us away from this rote routine to something else.
It could be anywhere, anytime. But know that I want you. And won't stop until I have you.