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Two words that sets the mind ablaze. Like a kid in a candy store, pick out the one you want, but there is so much to choose. So the thoughts spin wildly with endless possibilities, the mind churning through each one. Still, desire clears the path until
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naughtydreamer11: h-a-y-a-l-e-t–k-o-r-s-a-n:
amespeciale: Words… They sent her places only her imagination could dream of. Where angels frolicked like demons and the devil himself was caught off guard…
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collectionsofsoul:=^_^=She never felt so feminine than when she was on her knees amid worship. Pent up desires erupting upon the altar of passion’s temple. Eagerly devouring the exultation that sprang in reciprocal reverence. To desire and be desired,
i-aint-no-angel: It’s the excitement of the unknown. The heady rush of nervous sexual energy that stirs within her as she gets ready for her date. She takes her time, making sure everything is perfect, for she is the consummate seductress. And
mesdamesrougepassion: Se si vuole che due s'amino basta separarli. - Johann Wolfgang Goethe Was he aware of who was on the other side? He wondered if she knew how often he thought of her, curious to what might be if some
teupatrao: His goal was to strip her of her anxieties. Where she could finally let go of the burden of suffocating stress. To shed away the layers of expectations and frustration to where she could finally feel free enough to breathe and …just
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Mmmmmmmmmmmmuah!
“The tigress cannot change her stripes.” she added before sending the photo. She knew what it would do to him and it delighted her to no end. She needed this excitement. Theirs was a game of tête-à-tête which they kept from the rest of the world.
shiversofpleasure: “Is it better to out-monster the monster or to be quietly devoured?”— Friedrich Nietzsche
miss-b-having-deactivated202002:@devastationwagon
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quality-bitch:quality-bitch edit“To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides.”— David Viscott
itsmsstone:On the beach “She reminded me of the sea; the way she came dancing towards you, wild and beautiful, and just when she was almost close enough to touch she’d rush away again.”— Glenda Millard, A Small Free Kiss in the Dark
itsmsstone:Please mind the gapShe did it on purpose. She knew he was looking. They always looked. It was the hunger in their eyes, their actions, that she enjoyed provoking. It was like poking him with a stick and watching his arousal for her sprout into
etre-aime: There was something about the water. The way it invited their curiosities, coaxed them out of their clothes and swept away inhibitions…
mesdamesrougepassion-deactivate:Nessun sogno è mai solamente un sogno.Theirs was a playful escape. She loved to tease his desires, coaxing them past his usually quiet and reserved manner to where he couldn’t help but bloom in loud want for her.
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se-ren-di-pi-teit:
Sabrina knows…
He knew she enjoyed tormenting him. That was just part of her magnetism. “Attraction comes in many forms,” she told him in passing one day, as if she needed to set her hook in deeper. Yet she loved to see, feel and hear what she did to him and he
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No longer would she call them wants. She had needs and she wasn’t about to feel guilty for fulfilling them.
mesdamesrougepassion-deactivate:A volte il Peccato è non avere nessuno che ti offra quella mela.
What was it about her that made her charms so infectious? Was it her eager, playful smile that invited flirtation? Was it her openness to indulge in trips off the beaten track? Whatever it was, all it took was a passing thought to inspire the pull of
diocletianscabbagefarm: diocletianscabbagefarm: I don’t think I’ve seen an answer to the question of how close or far apart the things happening today (”send her back”, detention centers etc) are to the nazis quite as good or thorough as this
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“Nite, nite,” she whispered, setting off a chorus of purrs in reply…
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machetelanding: “All those moments will be lost in time, like tears in rain.” RIP Rutger Hauer (1944 - 2019)
He was totally, completely, eye-popping seriously, groundbreaking passionately, mouthwatering deliciously in lust with her and she loved feeling it.
He wasn’t lying and that is why she never tired hearing his words. She had coaxed his desires over the blurred lines of flirtation and innuendo only to tightly bind his addiction to her.
“Save a boyfriend for a rainy day- and another in case it doesn’t rain.”-Mae West
She mesmerized him, constantly tantalizing his thoughts until his desires raged like an out of control wildfire. She was there, deep inside him, teasing his urges to come to life, forcing his body to react with longing, his mind screaming for her.
miss-b-having-deactivated202002:
Be careful what you wish for…
She’s stuck. Pressed by who she is, who she is expected to be and who she really wants to be.
It always will…
sexybwstyle: “When women go wrong, men go right after them.”-Mae West
She wanted to know if she excited him. Little did she know that he couldn’t stop thinking about her and that her touch was all that he desired.
miss-b-having-deactivated202002:Is there anything as powerful as a kiss?
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bluelady329: She made him feel like a boy again, aching for his first kiss.
fravery:Artist Anne Magill. Think of someone you want to touch whom you cannot touch, someone forbidden. Think of a room where there is nothing except the two of you: still, you cannot touch them. Think of the heat between two hands about to touch,
violetmaya:How thoroughly invigorating it was to feel their connection to its fullest. They had long since crossed the blurred threshold of flirtation to finally engage in the fun, little escapes their addiction provided.
intimement-tienne: Le désir qui se dévoile
mega-adam-fan-deactivated202003:Her touch, even if ever so slight, set his body trembling with pleasure, his mind soaring for more. She penetrated his thoughts with an interminable ache for more of her. Yet he could never get enough.
She didn’t have to give up anything to penetrate his thoughts. She was classy with a sense of humor, both comfortable and sexy, timeless and yet so very fresh. It was no wonder he was totally captivated.
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She teased him incessantly until all he wanted to think of, could think of, would think of …was her.
She was craving sin. How it felt on her lips, on her tongue and flushing through her veins. She had a hunger inside her that needed satiating.
It keeps calling!
miss-b-having-deactivated202002:Oh but for a kiss…
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