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Deny that you secretly desire even dare to open your body to lust’s most extreme of adventures…oh of course there is modesty…your desire to be properly seduced…knowing all the while your animal nature cannot be chained…your fantasies are too strong…your desires so corrupt… I know your hungers…the pleasures which lie within depths of your imagination. Forcefully and intentionally even wickedly my senses extend to taste your creamy excitement… my body starving to be fed by your seduction, your ecstasy…lusting to inhale the fragrance of your sexually perfumed skin. Your beauty creates a craving, a hunger, allow my tongue’s adventure…to explore the curve of your spine…the space between your ass cheeks…kissing softly inside the deep crevice… compelled to ecstasy by the taste of your most forbidden… I can almost feel the midpoint of your thighs shudder in wet anticipation…with my kisses I’m writing this invitation upon your inner thighs for you to receive me as your pleasure…I thirst to explore the secret depths of your naked desires…as you are held captive under the weight of my body pressed between your agape thighs… Stripped…freed from its bonds…your true nature is released…
I thirst to drink in that first taste of your mystery. I have dreamt of this moment…to dedicate it as a celebration of you…from your total sexual appetites to your most forbidden passions... surrender all inhibitions...express your deepest lustful needs in all their incantations. My desire is to embrace your secret fantasies and make them as mine…before my audacious lust is even revealed…Come experience me by the moment…you have so longed to feel my eyes watching to savor the curve of your spine…the sway of your hips…as you walk by…before you have denuded those soft shoulders that my lips might enjoy the sweet taste of them. you know me for my fieriness…You have held each breast cupped in hand and offered them as a great feast to be dined upon… you have felt this warm tongue lick you wide open…that your sweet juices may be swallowed to become part of me…and now wet you await the familiar…having spread the pillars of your agape thighs opened that your hidden treasures could be found and plundered…you know me for my fieriness…I am LUST
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My Ideal Person:
looking for someone whose raw eroticism beckons to me…want to just bathe in your heat…for there are fires that reside between those thighs hidden places of your personal pleasure…liquid fire made there from the wetness of your hungry anticipation… someone who somehow knows the mystery of my ecstasy…my bodies’ best kept secrets…someone whose thighs are seeking the pressure of my body between them…can you almost feel them shudder in anticipation of the way I open you completely…the way the head caresses the perfect lips brushing them apart to feel your hot creamy juices engulf me…so wet sliding inward that I just disappear within you…Dare to be taken…held firmly in lust’s deep embrace…your body spread open in the fever of surrender…separated thighs offering their wet inducements in anticipation of a stretched-filled communion with my imagination…
Lust now challenges your most corrupt needs…the mysterious secrets of touch, taste, and erotic torment…compel you relinquish possession of your senses…for all control lies in the hot wet center of your agape thighs…
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