Its midnight. I’m a pet in temperature, in the prowl, prepared to mate. I walk to my personal favorite spot my eyes scanning the r m that is dimly lit. The songs surrounds me personally, envelopes me personally, undergoes my really being. Lust, desire, passion would be the scents associated with the night. Every-where you turn figures are pushed together within the primal party of need and need. We go on it in walking in one end to another, never ever losing sight of my ultimate goal.
Over the available r m i place my victim. Tall, well developed, hair moving past their arms, he sits within the part, a tobacco cigarette between their complete lips that are thick. Their eyes secure onto mine, a understanding that is silent between us. We meet on to the fl r, permitting our anatomies to converse. The songs, the minute, the power between us ebbs and flows like tides for an ocean, building gradually as a tidal revolution of desire and need.
Eventually my hands move from their upper body to their locks, my lips take their neck.
Their odor is intoxicating a medication to my sensory faculties, I would like to taste, to the touch, to have every inches of their exquisite human body. We cant stay it any more, getting him because of the tactile hand i lead him to your next location. He follows quietly, an pup that is eager to please. My flesh breaks into g sebumps, my nipples grow difficult because the breeze passes through my top. (more…)