I seem to be obsessed with the thought of his cock in my throat.
I thought I would share with you my side of a fairly recent sexting exchange... 18+ only please 🙏🏾
A little reminder from the universe... and the man at the grocery store.
Sometimes, I close my eyes and imagine a life where you, my beautiful lover, come home around 6. Dinner is ready or almost and you greet me in the kitchen. I’m happy to see you and you’re happy to see me.
Night one without you, the pain was so raw -- a million short breaths, shallow breathing through a straw.
My journey to polyamory in my married life began like most people who I’ve chatted with about it: my husband and I lost the intimacy and connection we used to have.
Had I known it was gonna end that night... I would have held you closer, looked directly into your beautiful blue eyes and memorized their hue.
I'm drawn to sadness and the macabre.Show me your dark and gloomy so I can absorb it and feed you with light and love.