Sex for me is more than a human need. It's fantasy, poetry, literature. It's beautiful and pure. But it is in cloudy waters, in strong gales. In relation to the body, I never cared how it is and how it does it. Because you have to. It has to throb in between my legs. For what I want to eat here is not you but all your sinuous ideas of how to love the flesh. Much pleasure .... great week to all ...
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