The Gentleman Wordsmith

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So, come December 17th, I can no longer get the buzz of sharing myself with others. That sucks.

For two hours, she was pleading to feel me deep inside her. But, as long as she kept coating my tongue with cum, I was in no rush to give in. The night was hers, but she wouldn't be broken, until she was broken.

I'm all for love. It truly is a most wonderous thing. Be it given or be it received, that feeling of complete and utter content is priceless. However, feeling desired is a completely different animal. One I have not come face to face with, in a while. Oh, how I miss its primal roar. Its need to consume and be consumed.

Appropriately inappropriate. A behavioural trait that will bring rewards. I promise.

I have woken with only one thing on my mind. It's going to be a long day!