The need for sex during a high is overpowering. I sat on my bed with bent knees pleasuring myself, imagining your face between my thighs and I had never came so quickly before. My legs shook and I was on the verge of screaming in ecstasy. The thought of you touching me was so undeniably pleasing. The best part was that I'd see you the next day and you'd have no idea I was moaning your name the night before.
ESTÁS LEYENDO
this is the dirty truth.
PoetryAs if rope could bind my wrists together so perfectly, so could this.