Yes Master... Your words are magical to my ears. I love your praises of my body I've painted with such horrible words and thoughts. I love your praises as you gently massage slick oil over my naked skin, over my stretch marks and bumps. You whisper such sweet verses of what I cannot see, adamant …
Entwine my words with your lips Encase me in steel curtain' arms Protecting valiant, true heart so dear Words maketh a man so they say Yet actions speak louder than words Such juxtaposition and jargon Compared to the true radiance I feel Bursting from your chest Cocooning us under soft, linen sheets Tell me my …
Sleep? What is this sleep you speak of? I dropped off last night while tucked in bed binge watching YouTube videos, waking up at 2am wondering what on earth was going on. Since then, my brain has decided "Sleep? Nah, 2 hours tonight and I'm ready for the day!" My sister and brother-in-law gifted me …
It's been said that the eyes are the windows to the soul. You can learn a lot about someone through their eyes. I love eye contact. If someone is maintaining eye contact (and not glazing over) they're interested in what you have to say. It's connecting, it's bonding and aside from that, eyes are just …
Get your sexy ass over here I've got a special gift for you Ask and you shall receive, my love Catch your luscious bottom lip between my teeth And suck You love it when I do that Your growls and desperately grabbing my hips say so Fiddling the tie of my coat Letting it smoothly …
Becoming Violet Grey 