DoggyStyle Gallery Vol. 2

I am loving the taking, the making,
The waking of all of my instincts to please;
You dissect me, bisect me and out intellect me
And fill me behind with such easel

I am feeling the stealing of lust - it's
appealing to sense every thrust of your loins
I am shaking and aching for you are awaking
Such needs as each passion conjoins...

*moustique^
 
I am loving the taking, the making,
The waking of all of my instincts to please;
You dissect me, bisect me and out intellect me
And fill me behind with such easel

I am feeling the stealing of lust - it's
appealing to sense every thrust of your loins
I am shaking and aching for you are awaking
Such needs as each passion conjoins...

*moustique^
the frenzy

center

craving

instinct

desire

is you
 
I am loving the taking, the making,
The waking of all of my instincts to please;
You dissect me, bisect me and out intellect me
And fill me behind with such easel

I am feeling the stealing of lust - it's
appealing to sense every thrust of your loins
I am shaking and aching for you are awaking
Such needs as each passion conjoins...

*moustique^
"waking of all of my instincts to please"

The heart of it all, I think. The emotions we draw forth more than the physical.

Tell me I am wrong. 😉
 
"waking of all of my instincts to please"

The heart of it all, I think. The emotions we draw forth more than the physical.

Tell me I am wrong. 😉
Are You wrong? Well...

The heart of it all is Sir thinks,
Which halts the most dubious deeds,
So these can't cause anathema, linked
To coarse paths into darkness...

Unless Sir
Subdues swirling thoughts - is it wrong
To let strong men correct,
In a way that would make a pet long
For ratification to come?

She'll expect
Understanding, that's seemingly meant ;
When she draws forth His material,
An over arch stretched; she's intent,
As Sir find her heart's all His as well.

*moustique*
 
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