Thinkings, feelings and...doings ~ 2013

1,228... there's roughly 1,228 miles between this conversation and your ass on my desk, feet on my chair, and my face... your thighs... dull wet satin... breathing... heat.
Skirt up, hand on the back of your head, fingers tangled in your hair while my cunt fucks your mouth and I cry out your name until my throat is raw and I have no more words
 
you dont have to ask. are you breathing... then you have permission to touch, writhe, caress... join my body in its space.
 
It’s frustrating that I can’t be even closer to your body. Touching isn’t enough. I want us to crawl inside each othet
 
thinking: would i like to be a sweater or lingerie? i think if i had a choice i would probably pick jewlery, ring necklace or some such thing
feeling: horny and anxious, idk
doing: reading a story with my coffee
 
Thinking: I am truly on the wrong schedule for this place

Feeling: cozy

Doing: putting on freshly washed PJs
 
Thinking: I've been too silly and frivolous, and how to flirt without going too far?

Feeling: insecure, don't know why

Doing: see 1 above.
 
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