We’d been together two-weekends and what we could fit in-between. Intimacy and infatuation were in place, my heart beat faster on her drive over. We both felt old friends, as though we knew one another for years rather than days.
“I think I’m falling in love with you. That scare you?” She watched my face and eyes closely for my answer. “::smile:: ‘scare me’, no…lady…you amaze me. I feel much the same…but I may have beaten you there…” Her eyes smiled with her mouth and she grabbed my arm and squeezed very hard.
“Listen…I want you to know this is different for me…I feel like a little girl with you…hang on your every word. What can I give you right now? Anything you want…I want to impress you…show you I’m…that I’m already in love too ::smile::”
I took her face in my hands. She held steady contact with my eyes. She was smart and beautiful. Oh my god - I’m gonna marry this girl, I thought. “Uhh…”laughing”…I don’t know. Ummm…rape me in front of all these fine beach-goers!”
If you can, get two beds in your room. The second bed is to sleep in after you’ve soaked and defiled the first one. (You’ll thank me in the morning!)Momma LOVES the hotel sex.
(Source: , via mybeautifulcunt-deactivated2011)
‘For You’
I slide,
I grind,
I slither,
I arch,
For you.I wet,
I pump,
I clinch
—And hold,
For you.I buck,
I thrash,
I ride,
I cum,
For you.I can do this dance all night,
For you.-WJ-
The sun kind of took over my entire right leg…
Happy “Topless Tuesday,” loves.
This morning, I got a message from a pretty lady saying she has a girl crush on me. This made me ridiculously giddy. I like when pretty women like me. :)
I have no little rant, today. Instead, I have lyrics that fit my thoughts right now. If you can’t appreciate Prince, please leave. Not really, but you know…
“Nah, little cutie, I ain’t drinkin’
Scope this, I was just thinkin’
You + me, what a ride.
If you were thinkin’ the same
We could continue outside
Lay your pretty body against a parking meter
Strip your dress down
Like I was strippin’ a Peter Paul’s Almond Joy
Lemme show u baby I’m a talented boy”
(via dailyporno)
Tell me a story. What it’s about, doesn’t matter. Need to hear your voice, My Love. Use your hands too…
Mister: “This isn’t quite what I had in mind when I asked you to chose my tie for work.”
Baby: “But, you can work with me on my outfit this way.”
Mister: “Hmmmm?”
-WJ-
